Poison

Tue, 03/19/2019 - 14:31 -- hhlavka

 

You’re poison to me.

Yet I keep you around.

 

You push me to the ground.

Then pull me back up.

 

No one else sees you.

Not the way I do.

 

I see the good.

And the bad.

 

The bad is directed at me.

The jealousy, hate, and greed.

 

I still love you.

I always will.

 

But you are killing me.

You are poison.

 

You are the one

That pushes me down.

 

You are the one

That belittles me.

 

More than anyone else I know,

 

You

 

Are

 

My

 

Poison

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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