Happy
The taste made my tongue curl,
My throat ache,
And my body shiver.
But when my eyes shifted from
Wall to wall, heavy and slow,
I felt a rare smile start to form.
I felt my chest become light, and
free from desperation and woe.
Despite how muddy my liver was
becoming, and no matter whose name
my mind had already lost,
my mouth was watering for more.
With poison in masses so vast, that
I feel it in my soul, is the only time
I feel at peace. It’s the only time I feel
happy.
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