an intoxicating mixture of torture and beauty
i found you in every lyric to my favorite song
and i wrote you down within each piece of my poetry
while i swallowed you whole, i smiled atleast
for i could feel you inside me, killing me slowly
and sure there was pain, but i watched you in your feast
an all you could eat upon my heart, eating even the moldy
you were my every waking thought; every smile, every frown
eventually you had so much, i didn't know who i was
and though you were bad, i found myself with paper all around
i inked beauty through your pain for so many evenings and days
when i found my heart hollowed out like an empty liquor bottle
reality screamed loudly in my face to wake up and stop dreaming
its been 121 days of being sober of your poisonous heart coddle
and i still find myself rotting inside; i still hunger for your -poisoning