The Poison

The pain spreads in me like poison

The Poison
I feel the poison creep through my veins on its lark

I know that it will eventually reach its final mark

Inconsistent illusions of maladies that I try to hide

I am no longer the driver I am just along for the ride

When you think of me, do you think of me well?

As every day and every night, I lose cell after cell

Do you still see the sheen that you first did see?

Do you still love the parts that you see of me?

I feel the burn that hurts me so bad

I do not wish to lose what I once had

I try to laugh off the pain so no one can see

The tearful drops of poison I lock inside of me

As every night that passes, I am less than before

Until eventually there is nothing left of me anymore