82. Toxicity

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The rooms remain enclosed,
the walls closing in on my mind
with the insanity growing every minute
threatening to claim everything behind.

Save me from the amass of poison
threatening to engulf me
for I can no longer breathe
my mind is going to break free.

The view spins around me
and I fall to my knee
trying to break my fall
from the horrors of thee

For once I had a sip of your toxicity
I only kept coming back for more
until I dropped in the middle of the night
begging for air more than before.

You discarded me at to the streets
like a nobody left to die
choking over your poison
in painful delight

The room still spins
but my misery draws to an end
for i can finally shut my eyes
and search for peace godsend.

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