I cure the venom (poem)
I cure the venom by Brendan Hoffmann Oct 2023 I cure the venom I bring the rhythm I test the basic Much more to fathom I cut you from my life Precious memories lied Glass half empty, glass half full No longer a diplomat I am complete once more. Skinned alive for staying blind, always an ally and his prey I wish I’d had the strength but Mum and Dad made it impossible for me to stop abuse Beast and Stockholm syndrome No lessons gained from dysfunction I guess. I defended you All in the name of being a good friend You tried to teach me songwriting You drove a block into my creativity No wonder I couldn’t write before You stole my creative spirit