The Poison
I drank the poison Just 'coz it was sweet.
Thought I'd Just do it once then quit.
But I did it twice,
Then thrice
And finally got addicted.
Addicted to that Shit that kills silently
Addicted to that Shit I only do privately.
Rejected the antidote 'coz it was bitter,
Rejected the only way I could get better.
Knew one day I'd have to pay the price
But didn't know it'd be that expensive
'coz My freedom was the sacrifice
How can death be this attractive?
But I paid anyway
And sold myself as a slave.
Didn't know I was digging my own grave,
Didn't know I'd regret it someday.
Now I'm starting to feel the effect
'coz My mind has started to defect,
My life has started to deflect,
Acting shocked but what did I expect?
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