Into the deep

My Toxin

Slowly I take you in,

I close my eyes and let your toxins swirl inside my lungs,

Peeling my eyes open again I breathe you out,

With a flick of my finger I dust off what I used to desire.

And I shall continue with pleasure,

But with each slow inhale from me,

The shorter your life is, and the quicker I lose interest.

Until alas there is nothing left of you,

And I'm bored once again.

With an impatient sigh,

I shall reach for another poor soul that I need to destroy just to forget,

And when there is nothing but ash and burnt ends,

My lungs are one step closer to matching my heart.

Not enough.

I need more.

I want more.

The beautiful abyss of ignorance.

If breathing doesn't work then I shall drink,

With haste I grab your essence,

And greedily drink your spirit.

Yet with every deprived gulp,

Dread fills the pit of my stomach,

Your acidic taste wounds my tongue,

But it is all worth it when I feel your power clouding my brain.

I gulp, suckle and lick, until every last drop is gone,

Until you too are nothing but an empty shell,

With much annoyance and self-hatred, I stomp through the ashes and shells,

To reach the door,

And to find some more.

Wandering these deserted streets.

In search for a distraction,

I find my saviour in bright neon lights and drunken sways,

It's amazing how much people pay to kill themselves isn't it?

But why should you care?

For you are the weapon that destroys everything.

My beautiful toxin.