The Worst Poison
I drove three hours to see you.
I called out of work,
I missed a meeting to be with you.
I spent the little money that I have on you.
I ended meaningful relationships to please you.
I hold you in my hand and I worship you.
Now you course through my veins,
Everything is still.
Copyright © Brittney Ginevan | Year Posted 2018
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