This is something that I wrote on Saturday while waiting for the gf to be freed from work. lol.
Our Poisonous Relationship
it's almost empty, maybe this will finally be my last
(for Today at least)
my organs: fill with a cancer that is oh so sweet
Head rush. Close my eyes. sway.
Side
to
side.
no choking today ma'am.
stand. Or. sit. Or. Lean.
what's your Poison my dear?
-click- and heated light appears.
-inhale- and fill your lungs.
-eyes close- lean your head back.
-taste- the heat on your tongue.
-exhale- letting the stress roll off your lips.
We've become best friends. or Worst enemies.
This just depends on the Day.
Disappointment as you realize-
8 minutes to think &
you thought of absolutely nothing.
You smell like my friend but look only
like a viper, breathing fire.
In a few hours we shall meet again
-only to repeat this cycle
It's almost empty but you're telling me
our friendship may be forever
Now you're allowed to choke on
the light that surrounds your face.
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