Poison Concoction

A Poem of Addiction.

I lay awake in the depths of the night

lo' and behold I see the lady in white

drinking her goblet of crimson delight

do not scream for I'm here for your life

she stalks slowly to my side

her face is rotten in shreds

for thee I give a toast

a toast to the dead

the fear so heavy paralyzes my spine

come dear drink

drink from my wine

Sanguine poison courses through my veins

burns me from head to toe

my body... is in flames

but I've never felt so euphoric

oh this poison how I adore it

she cackles delightfully

the wicked old crone

she claws and bites

rending flesh from my bone

she tears apart my mind and steals my soul

I'd like to stay but I've other homes to go

I wake alive but no feeling is there

No craving food, sex, or water

I only wanted what the lady had to offer

so the decent begins but can't tell where it ends

do not begin to fall as I did my friends

Author's Note

This is the second thing I ever written, but would still love honest opinions. Please don't be cynical. I like and respect only constructive responses.