Poison

Her eyes are burning directly through mine, burning through the front of my mind and out the back of it.

The burns leaving a tough scar tissue that will always remain.

Her lips part, slightly quivering as she goes to speak, I see her lips move, but I can't hear what she's saying.

I'm still trapped deep in her eyes as what's left of my sane mind is trying to heal the 4th degree burns she has left.

Her plump gorgeous but poisonous lips are moving and her venom is snaking it's way from the dark but oh so warm pit that is her perfectly constructed mouth. I open my mouth to respond, what i'm trying to say i'm unsure but then I realize I opened my mouth to let her Venom in.

I opened my mouth so that her words could flow down my throat and infect my soul, and chemically react with those "butterflies in my stomach". Those butterflies wings have withered and died after coming in contact with her venom.. the feeling in my gut has turned into a heavy dark toxic feeling that I can feel rush down my legs, to my feet sinking me deep into the floor.

Still the venom streams and still I cannot hear her but I have this feeling I know what she is hissing. Her perfectly aligned teeth glimmer at the light his them as those beautiful lips close and open. How can something so gorgeous be so poisonous?

The feeling in my gut starts to transport, up through my chest engulfing my lungs and heart, I gasp.. Breathless as my heart races, beating so hard as if it's trying to escape the inevitable surge of venom that is on a one way path of destruction.

Despite the desperate attempts of my heart to rip it's self free from my chest and leave it's worries behind, it cant. My heart starts to beat faster than ever, then almost instantly it stops. The beats begin to slow, the beats are a loud thud but ever so slow..

The barely beating heart in my chest is now accompanied with the poison filled lungs I have now inherited as my breaths become deep, slow and labored much like their close friend. my heart.. My heart is no longer pumping bright red life throughout my body it's beating a black sludge that is thickening all of my veins and arteries. My lungs no longer produce that light blue cool life essence that assist my once bright red life source pumping through my body. It produces a green smog, much similar to chimney of a large factory in china.

The venom has now run it's course and infected my body, my skin goes pale and I break into a cold sweat. The black sludge and green smog make it's way to my already damaged mind, the job is almost done. As the disease seeps into my mind, the working parts of my brain trying to repair the damage of her magnificent gaze are over run.. my mind is now hers.. 

My mind starts screaming, sending a sharp pain through throughout my head and a sharp ringing noise is torturing my once non functioning ear drums. Then it hit's me, I take one last look at her lips and bullet destruction projects from the depths of her throat. I can see it coming but my dysfunctional brain wont allow me to move. Bang, it hits me straight between my stinging eyes that have dried up slightly from not blinking. 

Reality hits me, I can hear what she is saying.. But once I can hear it.. I wish I hadn't. She has made my darkest nightmare a reality, she is leaving me and I am alone. The transformation in my body which seemed like and age actually only took a second or two.

" It's over, i'm seeing someone else. " That is all it took for my soul to be destroyed and my senses.. desensitized. I am able to now speak, but I choose not to. I am now in the darkness and I am scared to shine the light of speaking in case I see some horrors I wish I hadn't weak as it may be, i'd rather just not know.

She looks at me staring, just.. staring. She says my name "Rich" but that is no longer my name, a look of concern spreads across her once perfect face as she see's that the person who adored her more than anything in the world is now.. unresponsive.

She looks scared, and as a result she turns around and walks out of the cafe. My hand holding the roses I had joust bought her for our anniversary turns into a fist, squeezing the stalks of the perfect comparison to the once love of my life, something so beautiful has the ability to draw blood another one of life's paradoxes. The thorns stab into my palm, and the skin is no match against the sharp barbs of reality. 

My blood drizzles around my fingers and drops to the floor, splattering as it hits. The soft splashing noise is is like music to my ears, i'm alive until the toxic liquid burns through the floorboards, sizzling the wood away. The fumes coming from the now acidic life essence form the face of the person who has ruined my life forever.

I have come to this conclusion because in the time it took her to mutter the sentence that had broken me it felt like an eternity.. I can only look ahead to the daunting task of recovery that seems to have no end in sight.

by the time she has left and I have realized it I am merely a shell, no heart beat.. No breathing.. no pain. 

Nothing.