So, whats your poison?

Tears of frustraiton, of anger,
Of hatrid, of lust.
Your pushing this again.
The same words over and over!
Keeping secrets
Keeping smiles
Eyes locked across the floor.
You tell the story so much better,
So much more.

Fling my words to the sun
Maybe this time I'll get lucky,
And they’ll come back to haunt you.
Climb inside you
Deeper, than you ever knew existed.
They'll  forever be the words on the tip of your tongue,
You cannot pronounce.

You torment.
You confuse.
Your madness sold
As something sweet.
Mislabled.
Misunderstood
Never misused.


Your poison in a cup marked 'skull'
And still,
Still!!
Still I'll drink your words from your lips
As if they,
They would give me the antidote,
For the stop dead look,
Hidden in the warmth,
Of your sea grey eyes.