The poison in my blood
is the best high i can have.
the lures in my heart
they rip my soul in half.
I go numb in your presence
words dead in the air.
some days you're hard to escape
some days i can only stare.
The words I want to say
are murdered in the night.
All i can do is scream them to death;
I'm such a joke; such a mess; such a fright.
I can only hold you in memories,
this love has me impailed.
My scared lips can still smile . . .
But my soul is torn from needles and nails.