The Poison of Love
Love is a poison that kills the heart and soul,
It forces the heart to yean for it's own death,
Beating faster and faster as the kiss poisons the body.
Love is a snake that coils through our system,
Poisoning every organ,
Crippling the brain,
Love is the Memories.
They cry the poison,
It bleeds from the eyes of the hopeless,
It causes a summersault of pain that churns the stomach.
It's the gauche walk of the drunken lover,
The jealous want of the free life alone with
The one who poisoned you.
Warped thoughts menace those who stand
In your way from the poison addiction.
Dead and scared is the heart,
Black is the soul
When the poison is cleaned from the mind.
Evil is love and, oh, how it hurts
Never does the poison bring peace,
It is our Death.
Our downfall.
Copyright © Sarah Cash | Year Posted 2006
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