Please Poison Me

Poisonous relationships. We are so intoxified by our partners, that we are willing to stay - even if it is deadly.

i know that you add it.
that Red to my tea.
but i look away             deny it
and pretend i don't see.

you say the cause is
insomnia.  sleep deprivation.
i don't                          deny it
while addicted to the Red hallucination.

my lips. my hands.
where you touch is Red.
you are poison. you can't deny that

i'm already dead.

Author's Note

It feels like something is MISSING? This can add to the theme as 'you're not completely fulfilled in a broken relationship', but if you have any tips - please help :)

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

That's very prospective thou' productive poetry you pen'd up ...

If you won't mention, in your Author's Note, that it's 'bout one "broken-relationship", i'd have just took it as one warmed love-relationship that stirred the venom of its pleasure to naive-hearts (having it all drooled with poison), cos the way you've artistically painted your enraged feelings on artistic words is absolutely marvelous reading. Admittedly, your poetry has basically two perspectives to be shown: One is as same, you just mentioned 'bout broken relations.. the other's, what that I resonating outta your verses's - collaboration of contemporary romance well wrapped in the coil of kinky hearts. "Red" is expressing the color of "love" which's, of course, a shade of pain and poor heartaches either ... cos, it's "Red" that makes all cold cup of tea more hotter; brings insomnia to lives - the hallucination - one sleep deprivation disorder to life; makes lips more raged in love... when the sparks gets transplanted to the whole ov'r the body & shudder its every volcano element with some kinda electrifying beats of "love" ... , however, the same case, but in an "opposite" way, goes happened with it as well .. which brings or might be the result of love - the poor heartaches, broken-relation-ship - The Red - One Poison - A venom to heart...

...the color of love's always same: "RED" .. so is an every color of its aches: "RED"

... what a beautiful and thought provoking poetry you've come up with! Excellent. Loved the analogies of your cunning words which play well with your seen-unseen visions. Wonderfully written!

[EnglishMajor55]

Oh my soul... I didn't even realise the love-pleasure aspect of this poem. I read it again, and I realised that if I was an outside reader, I wouldn't have known that this poem is about broken relationships - I love how writing reveals the subconcious thought without you even realising it - thank you for pointing that out :)*

[PhillipCalitz12]

Brilliant as always...Brilliant

[SleeplessVolcano]

Red, the colour of love......of blood but also danger......pity we do not see it quickly enough.....

Touching writing! :)