Poisoned

I am filled to the brim with negative energy
From head to toe, about to overflow

I try to pour it out into words but I seem to have no leak
On my tongue it lingers; it won’t leave my fingers

I want to get rid of it, I want to be emptied
But I can’t find the words, and I’m only left a-stirred

By this poisonous substance steeping inside of me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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