She was poison
In the form of a shiny red apple
gleaming
just begging you to take a
bite
But when your teeth
ripped of that perfect skin
vile, incurable sores
sizzled on your dripping
tongue
your throat
filled with blood
gargling from froth-filled lungs
chocking
coughing up your insides
filled with unmeasurable pain
your hands drag themselves across the floorboards
fragments of wood burrowing themselves under your
fingernails
you scream
spluttering
as you take one last, rasping gasp
and fall down to the
ground.
