You keep taking sips
Of the poison in your hands
I watch you waste away my love
I stand there watching you stumble
You swerve in place silent, the poison spreads
Your blue eyes turn grey and bloodshot
I stay because you say you'll stop
Every single time I stand there and listen
The poison makes you feel good
It makes our relationship worse
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Darling (a collection of poems)
PoetryFollow Jesse Watson's emotions through his poetry. He has been working hard the past few months to get these done. He has looked through the eyes of many people/characters to make his poems as heartfelt as possible so enjoy Darling (a collection of...
