Poison

The poison,
I can feel it,
It tugs at your mind,
It runs through your veins,

I have crumpled,
The sickness in my stomach
Has brought me to my knees,
But the poison is not in me,

It's in you,
Oh what I would do to look into your eyes,
To see that blue that matches the tears I cry,
Because the poison,
It will take time to die,

I put you here,
Right here next to my heart,
And because of that
I can taste every last drop,
Every drop that settles in your stomach,

It's not your fault
The world has marketed this poison,
Selling it as a remedy for hardship,
Telling you it helps with the consciousness,

But I cannot take even one drop,
As it slides down your throat,
It acts as an acid in my stomach,

I put you here,
Right next to my heart,
And there is already poison in your system,
It's not your fault
But this sickness in my stomach,
This sickness is quite strong

I would do anything to be in your arms,
But I cannot be near you when it runs through your veins,
Your words no longer seem real,
Your touch has lost its sweet feel,

I have crumpled,
The sickness in my stomach
Has brought me to my knees,
But it's not in me,

It's in you,
This poison.