Venomous

Venom

I rest my head on your shoulder as you tell me about the war we're facing. You say that it can't go on, that this war will be the death of us.

I hold back my tears because I know how much you hate it.

I want to tell you that this war is all I have, all I will ever be.

I want to tell you how much I miss when we used to
Run red lights ,
sticking our middle fingers at the haters.

Or how we used to
Kiss in public,
Me breathing in your toxic venom.

I beg you for more, knowing my best is when I'm high off you.

I know it's the Venom that I'm addicted to.

It's the Venom that I wake up to every morning, telling me to let this war go on, let this war over bear my very existence, let this war be the death of me, because I wouldn't want it any other way.