What's mine is yours

One of my more dark poems

Your eyes, your touch, it burns my flesh

The tingle, the burn, the fire

All the feel of desire

Sure too speak, weak, the hope we all wish to seek

The words I speak, swallow me whole

The air I breathe stops my breath

Stuck in my throat, I'm bleeding, it's flowing, I'm dying

Water, it's water, all a dream

Your eyes, the doorway too your soul

Full of life yet full of death

Not one inch of respect

It's you who defeats all the rest.

Your love, your lie

Your lie, my love

Lies oh lies,

the wind brushes your lips, waste of air

You breathe, I gasp

What's mine is yours,silent killer

You pray on the lives such as I

Those who wish not too die but too live another life

Or maybe those such who live a lie

Author's Note

Excuse grammer,
I would like honest opinions. Thank you.