“Habitual Heartburn” ©Khalilah Yasmin 2008

I don’t mean to neglect you;…

But the broken heart you gave me,

Makes my body reject you.

The Scars on my soul you refuse to acknowledge and show no concern,

So now I feel NO HEAT, for your flesh, while I suffer heartburn.

For you; I used to yearn…My soul was on fire with “A-DICK-TION”

My pleasure has morphed into a painful affliction.

Wanting to want you, yet knowing what I need,

Something has died within me, and for myself now I grieve.

Your harsh words and lack of understanding, furthers my pain to run deeper.

When my heart sees you coming we call the guard and gate keeper.

I can’t make you understand what you certainly don’t,

My waterfall doesn’t splash for you, but that doesn’t mean that it won’t.

The only moisture it seems you’re willing to give is an ocean of tears,

You think moments of pleasure will erase dry fields of all of these years.

I Love sex, and with you, but can’t until you know how to treat me,

You compare me to others, belittle and with heartache you beat me.

I don’t mean to neglect you,

Thru the tears you gave me..

Make my body reject you.

My soul was on fire with addition, for you I used to yearn,

My pleasure has become habitual heartburn.