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
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