"THE WICKED WIZARD'S BROKEN SPELLS" in "RESTLESS: POETICALLY-SPEAKING"

No more sweet smiles
full of toxic and vile
the beauty of your face
a sense of my disgrace

Your once soft, soothing voice
now an unwanted noise
I’m glad you’ve gone away
Hope I’ll never see you for another day

Please, never try to return
That thought makes my stomach churn
not even with another name
No more any of that game

All your cards are out
They’ve been carelessly dealt,
now discarded
Sweet talk, sweet words that only hurt

Soon, you’ll be all alone
with no one to call you home
You’ve created your own living hell
a wicked wizard, now with his broken spells…

R.