You Are As Poison As Ivy

Sometimes I see life
as a sickening metaphor
I see you,  your beautiful suffocation,  in contrasting
yellows and greens.
Each wrap an aggressive attempt to defeat  the chaos  you create
Coiling round rusted rebar  
that rises  between  blades  
of sharp grass you are there  
sucking all  strength and  
 integrity  
 
You watch as you hinder all
leaving them to crawl through narrow  spaces where the
question  of why is still asked  
as if an answer would justify ignorance or stop the dissolve  
 
You are the destroyer  
Pale discarded bones is
 the avenue  beneath
your feet concealing
undefined  fear that smiles
n disregard  to your shit
smeared motives  
You lick  lips in an attempt  
 to avoid or disassemble any  
emotional connection  
As an  angry sow who secretly  
eats her own would do  
 
Nearing death  
you hide behind prayer cloths  
that hang  blame and shame    
Your belief, that  others, have made you sin  
Pieces of earth could crumble  
in apology to you but that  
would never change your perception of the world    
 
Still,
there I am
The blind, dark side of empathy  
a  tarnished soul the fool
who lived as a martyr  
I have loved unconditionally  
I will,  never again