The poison is my life

The poison is my life

A Poem by Frowny
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Trying something new, yet the same

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Seizing the last slithering strand
Corroded life, last life to grasp
Skin deep, deep goes the slice
I went all lefts, I don't have the right
They say poison, but the poison is mine
For my mind is poison, I won't leave it behind
Only sanity to spare is the spare flat
For the brain is swizz cheese or is the brain the rat?
Confused on direction like I lost the map
The destination is me, but where's me at?
Little teapot, may I have a drink?
Dying of thirsty thoughts, therefore I can't think
Deny me the juice I need to survive
All you do is hurt me, You know that's not nice
Guess I will go hide in a room or a box
Tried every knob but all the doors are locked
I do not want to play any reindeer games
Leave me here to rot, Just alone to rot and decay


© 2017 Frowny


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Added on January 31, 2017
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