Poison

What an I doing?

Looking at you

When I know that I shouldn't

A fatal attraction

I guess I picked my poison

You really bring out the worst in me

Allured by impulse

Tempted with my own desire

You lead me astray

Like putting my hand in fire

I know better

Or at least… that's what I say

I know you're bad for me and you know it too

You're silhouette is taboo

You know what you do

And what would I?

To get rid of you

If only, I could kill your curse

But with my strength- there's nothing I can do

The queen of hearts, playing with hearts

I guess you can call it your art

Poison

Killing me

Softly

Slowly

Surely

Poison

Your eyes taking my breath

Call it the death of me

Your voice full of empty promises

Lying to me

A siren song ringing in my head

As if I don't hear the lies in your breath

Breeding actions opposing what I know to be true

Like I'm under a spell, I can see you in my sleep

My nightmares are beautiful… consisting only of you

Weighed down by the scars you gave me

And still bleeding

Poison

I need to stay away and I know that… but I'm still on my way

Like I have no excuse

As if to me you're of some kind of use

Poison

Still going far out my way

I know what you're doing to me

And there's nothing worse

Poision

Light headed and heavy hearted

Facing up yet falling down

I'm losing everything now

What an attachment that leaves separation all elsewhere

To find pleasure in passion is an attraction that's fatal

But here I am, dancing with death

Rejoicing in wrongdoing

Sealing my fate with what choices I make

Thoughts of you are a seed that produce a forbidden fruit

And If reap what I sow then this is will certainly be my end

For the only wage of wickedness is death

To be pulled up from the root

Leaving nothing left

And still I drink

From that which can't be contained

Poison

Sinking into what I can't swim

Who can save me from myself?

Obvious is the voice of flesh

And its roar is that of a lion that none can tame

Poison

Chains, made from cravings allowed to mature

Waging war against what I can't see

To find relief in what exist outside my belief

Call it

Poison