Experiences in the darkness-Experiences with the Darkness

Poison

A toast!
To the poison in our glasses.
We drink and we laugh
But the pain is growing
You can feel it in your mouth:
The fangs are coming out.
This poison that you put on your lips
Didn't drip into your stomach,
But went into your veins
Replaced your blood
Turned it to venom
Turned your arteries into serpents
Your bones into snake skins
Your nervous system turned into the nervous laughter
That ripples around the table when you speak
Your voice is becoming upsetting
You grow upset because nobody understands
Understands that they're drinking poison
But you can't stop
No you can't stop
You can't stop drinking
Drinking the poison
Just to feel it on your lips
Feel it on your fangs
Feel it sting as it drips into your heart
Drips into your veins
Rips you apart in pain.
Then you look up
Your glass is empty
So is every seat
Every plate
The invitations were never sent
They're still sitting on the table
Written out all nice and neat
The fangs are gone,
They were never there
The puddles of poison around your feet dry quickly
As you sit in your chair
Your head falls on the table
The feast is over