These walls that lie before me are all I have left of my past
The scars bring back the memories I wish I didn't have
Enclose me in your boiling rain in which I can't escape
Cut myself with my lies and all of my mistakes
This place feels like Eden to the world outside
No love, no pain or sorrow, just a place where I can hide
I regret ignoring all of your advice
Now I wish I listened because it could've saved my life
But if I could turn back time and do it all again
I'd do everything the same, I love the mess I'm in
Categories:
cyanide, angst, appreciation, beautiful, cry,
Form: Rhyme
There's just too many fools
In the U.S.A. today
We have to find a cure
And this is what I say
Your hatred and your bile
Just really make me sick
So take a little poison
And that should do the trick
Cyanide and suicide
Both go hand in hand
A needed epidemic
To spread across the land
The things you all believe
Embracing it as fact
Do the rest of us a favor
And commit this final act
The sooner you get started
The better it will be
Now pop a couple pills
And set our country free
Don't worry about the pain
'Cause you won't feel a thing
Your sacrifice tendered
Can only help freedom ring
Categories:
cyanide, death, suicide,
Form: Rhyme
Arsenic has an atomic number of 33.
It has 33 protons in its nucleus and
33 electrons buzzing around the nucleus.
1.When arsenic is mixed into food or drink,
2.It is odorless,colorless and tasteless and
the symptoms of a single large dose resemble
those of bad food poisoning.
3.Arsenic can also be given in smaller doses
over a longer period of time that produces
subtler slowly progressing symptoms including,
weakness,confusion,paralysis and death.
4.Hydrogen cyanide is a pale blue or colorless
liquid at room temperature,while sodium cyanide
and potassium cyanide are white powders.
5.Symptoms are weakness,nausea,seizures,
difficulty breathing,and cardiac arrest.
Note.Chemical Drink,Drugs and Injection GAME.
Categories:
cyanide, addiction, body, drink, drug,
Form: I do not know?
She invited him over for a talk.
This was new.
He had not been in their house for years.
What about the restraining order?
Was this a trick?
He rang the doorbell.
His children were delighted to see him.
He gave them both a hug.
They were on their way out.
Somewhere with grandma. She blew the horn and gave him the bird.
Some things never changed.
“Go on in Daddy!” his daughter said.
He did not dare.
Matter of fact, he brought printed proof that Dot had invited him.
He did not need a cop to show up and arrest him.
“Coming!”
It was her voice. She sounded excited.
It had been his experience
That when she used this voice
She was up to something.
He wondered what it was.
He should have pondered a little longer
Before accepting the drink she had pre-poured.
Categories:
cyanide, mystery,
Form: Prose Poetry
i lost my own identity
so i could be loved by somebody
more toxic than cyanide.
Categories:
cyanide, 11th grade, abuse, break
Form: Free verse
Arsenic and cyanide, keeps me feeling warm inside
While I am melting away, please don't hate me for i can not stay
I cannot be there to keep by your side
Memory's of them and loss of their thoughts
I am doing as I was taught
The only thing I'm good at is simply giving up
Now I roll on the floor, on the table sits my empty cup
Taste so good with sugar inside
Keeps me from remembering
And falsely hoping
Taking me to a safer place
Thank you, arsenic and cyanide
Categories:
cyanide, absence, dark, death of
Form: Dramatic Verse
You may have seen
Cinderella’s poison undressed
A few moments obscene
Where the people claiming hold to beauty
Pretend to be the victums
It’s sick to see a bully
Shed tears and play the world for fools
However cyanide nor mediocrity will do
Never seeing the world in another’s shoe
The Saints do see, looking down on your phew
They can not really write
So no one really views
Why bother with their hatred spewed?
When flowers bloom and better talent is the news
They lie and slander
Even caught red handed
They will say; is you who are blind
They, the beautiful ones, so unkind
Little ones, pretending to have big shoes
They lack eloquence but that’s not news
They are seen for what they are
Jealous of the brighter star
Without their baggage, one can travel far
Categories:
cyanide, integrity, irony, philosophy, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Cyanide Footsteps, Arsenic Touch
Everything about you is toxic. Your lethal kiss at dawn ending my life in a moment. Your breath stagnant when you stand in my personal space.
Suffocation.
The rasping assault on my eardrums when you shout at me, imploding my head. What of your arsenic touch, killing me by ruining my very cells?
Unstoppable assaults on innocent me. What did I do to you? Tell me lady of the night? I paid for sex. You won't list the Sexually Transmitted Diseases I got off you or what your pimp did to me.
One thing is for sure. I stole your Derringer pistol and revenge will be mine. One bullet for you and your pimp.
Categories:
cyanide, anger, celebration, feelings, heartbreak,
Form: Free verse
That girl is poison
Your heart trapped by desire
She seems really sweet
Yet she burns you like fire
A vision in white
With long flowing hair
You know she's trouble
But still you don't care
She beckons you forward
She says "taste my lips"
Revealing her bosom
Guides your hands to her hips
Her magic fills you
A pathway to death
Once you taste Cyanide
She takes away your breath
Categories:
cyanide, death, desire, fantasy, sweet,
Form: Quatrain
I see brown leaves drooping, burn marks in the bark,
the populated gala, ignorant in the park.
...With obliviousness, boots are crushing-
the dreaming leaves that died before.
Wild roots, a strewn abroad,
rot from tip to base, a sad sad song.
...And the core
it's weeping, a noise severe that ears can't hear,
painful howling from the wood,
that individual ears misunderstood.
Yet over the tumult,
uproar crowd without remorse,
I wonder how the tree there died.
was it a plant's equivalent cyanide?
Staring at the husking shell,
littered with burnt butts and ashes-
the center of party hats and flashes,
a tobacco funeral straight from hell,
poor tree, I bid thee well.
A victim of stupidity and arson,
alcohol violence and poison.
Proof that nature hates the flaws of man.
I'll never know the pain thy has endured,
from life, reduced to shards of wood...
And all for humanity's entertainment,
...I think I understand the plant's equivalent cyanide.
Author's note: I am not sure about this poem. Does anyone think it's finished or does it
need more work?
Categories:
cyanide, nature
Form: I do not know?
He carved the diagnosis directly onto my veins.
And all I could do was smile.
His venom rushed through me like cyanide
Ending my love quicker than I wanted.
His sharp-edged eyes pierced my heart’s
Fragile casing and I exploded into what
I really was…
Just another human scattered into love.
And all I could do was smile.
Each drop of blood he took from me
Was just another skin of mine
That was shedding even louder.
I was sinking under and couldn’t
Hold my breath.
The sweet scent of poison
Overwhelmed my thoughts.
And all I could do was smile.
So many emotions fluttered
Inside my mind: all my love
Was now just hate
And all the hatred vanished.
I was anxious as well as happy,
And all I could do was smile.
Lust became my instinct and sleep
Was getting closer.
He reached his hands out as he said,
Grabbing at my numbness,
That I would forever be his truly, madly, deeply.
And all I could do was smile
As the cyanide reached my closing.
© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila
Categories:
cyanide, death, lost love, love
Form: Free verse
Cerebral response
Spark sent through the brain
Chemical mixture
Of hormones and drugs
Define me
Remind me
Find my first reactions
Sober intoxication
Audio respiration
Inhaling sulfur gas
Exhaling cyanide
Inhibition by emotion
Softly stuttering shyly
Chiseled to the center
Of my base security
Fill me
Thrill me
Spill me on the wall
And paint me in the bricks
You serve as my distraction
Cut me into little pieces
Collage my inner thoughts
Hidden deep in this attraction
Categories:
cyanide, love, socialme, me, drug,
Form: Free verse
Cyanide candy,
Think of how that will work,
It’s brilliant,
Brilliant plan,
Precious food of yours,
Heaven forbid
Hell accepts
You when you take a bite unknowingly
No wonder
No wonder
Gain occurs
When a sedentary life is lead
A life that’s lead
Which ought to be dead
Categories:
cyanide, angst, death, life, people,
Form: Free verse