Poison

Poison

Have you swallowed it

I wish you never have

Nor you ever have to..

For it is not always in the form

You expect it to come

I have been poisoned in many ways

Such that now I have

become resistant

Like it, no more tastes bitter

Nor does it make me feel blue

It doesn’t even pain

It’s just become a part of me

I feel it’s been a magic potion

That life gave me to taste

And the more I had it

It started turning sweeter

Poisioned thoughts

Poisoned words

Poisoned  people

It came in many forms

But it all transformed

To just become a stronger me

Now people think I am a witch

For I can convert poison

To a potion that makes

A happier me.