a spell to bite the tongue when it wants to say "i told you so"

• a sprig of pride

• two parts sneer 

• two parts fear

• a parchment with the following words stroked with quill - i didn't want it to happen but i knew it would happen

• the zest of care's freshly washed rind

• four grams of foresight

• threads of faith, first carefully powdered and then brewed in ice water

am i the only one who witnesses history on repeat? 

stuck in the never-ending spin cycle of succumb and defeat?

am i the only one tired of mediocrity lining hollow eyes? 

dampened crescents of self-spun lies?

"i told you so" or its cousin "i knew this would happen" can feel oh so satisfying to preach

but the moment they touch my lips, delicate bricks of trust i breach

so instead i breathe, and bear witness to the mess

prick my tongue to listen and probe less

maybe it's for the best, or maybe it's for the worst 

how should i know? ask whoever was here first