She turns all my gifts into poison
And displays it like her own;
I'm starting to know better
I see the darkness in her like never before
It's making me choke on my ashes
As I'm trying so hard to break free
From this grave someone else used to be.
You're toxic.
Sad it took me so long.
YOU ARE READING
poisonous chocolate milk
PoetryIndescribable emotions that occur at any time of the day
