Toxic Behaviour

The smoke rises along with my blood pressure,

I’m in trouble again,

I keep telling myself I don’t want no smoke,

Yet the haze is my friend,

A telling tale that includes no joke,

So I’m serious to no end,

But my heart keeps giving me jolts of excitement, 

So do I listen then?

Worry is at the root of the pandemonium,

So I guess I’ll pretend,

I don’t want to lessen the issues at hand,

But I’ve exhausted the solutions in my head, 

I’d go over the communication channels,

But it would end up in a fight instead, 

So I sit here restless,

Leg shaking,

Heart aching,

While I go over what was said,

Sex is merely a bandaid,

But I can’t seem to forget,

What was once a mystery, 

Is now a part of history that’s been put to bed,

For those sleepless nights,

I tuck my thoughts in tight and leave the rest