Poison

Find me a tonic that melts within, Fluids that thaw frozen emotions, Germinating from a day previous, I expose faces of pernicious potions; The night advices me to drink, Yet I can’t swallow such adversaries, Letting tears shadow my ink, I walk to where my sanity is buried; I call upon the Devil, But there’s only darkness around me, They’re all near my soul Yet, it’s still death that hasn’t found me; Lend me a smile, but my life will still remain painful Give me everything tonight but I’m still not thankful Put me in a cage and mar my soul— Give me poison to swallow: not much, just a handful Oh insipid solvent! Be the poison in tonight’s drink, And slowly spread through these veins, Hollow this empty heart and Flow through nerves, then into my brain; Bitterness is accustomed to my taste, Yet there’s a pleasure in my glass tonight, Emotions of isolation now blood faced, While I agonize the fear of sunlight; Apologize to me oh darkness, Why must you leave me alone? For if poison be a drop harmless, How must I lay sheltered under a stone? Lend me a smile, but my life will still remain painful Give me everything tonight but I’m still not thankful Put me in a cage and mar my soul— Give me poison to swallow, not much, just a handful