Poison

You inhibit my body rapidly.

Becoming the only gas I inhale.

Attacking every will of my body.

Telling me no. 

Telling me to stop.

you don't care what I want.

It's all about you.

What you want changes from time to time.

Sometimes I fell like you don't even try.

I just accidentally allow you to enter me.

You have a way of making people want you.

You're barely attractive

But if they're looking at your back

They have to have you.

The more people hear your voice

The more they stray from your path

But if you speak very little

Your voice seems seductive.

Like honey dripping from a jar.

Once too much is gone from the jar

They are no longer interested.

Yet you are still so sweet and sticky.

A tangible poison.

It doesn't make sense. 

Neither do you.

You're not a bad poison

Unless it's a body you don't want.

You cause stalks to form.

They would change Jack and the Beanstalk

To Jack and His Beanstalk.

A sweet, sticky honey like poison that causes stalks.

You're something unheard of

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

Now here is what I loved about this, it is what some might consider their shoulder 'Devil', now the work can cover everything and anything from vice to a mental examination on the personal level. This has so many different views it takes more than one read to examine every theme. It is a brilliant piece of writing.

[John Byrd]

Thank you! I think it actually was unintentional which I think makes that part a lot better. Thanks for your review!

[Jordan]

Those first two lines, are so grabbing. Matter of fact that whole first stanza is irresistible. Good stuff! I look forward to reading more.

[John Byrd]

Thank you! I appreciate it.