Radioactive

Radioactive His touch was deadly like a poison dart shooting me, and sending me into a fog, his kiss was like poison running through my whole system killing me inside and out, his voice was like a peaceful song replaying over and over again. His lips were kissable, but yet dangerous. His hands were soft, but yet rough. His eyes were mysterious and dreamy, but yet scary. Everything about him seemed the opposite of what he actually was. He filled me with hopes and dreams, but poured chemicals all over them ruining and burning them to ash. He woke me up, he made the monster inside me wake up and realise what actually was happening. He made me into who I really was, he made me see the actual me in the mirror, a monster. With battle marks from all the fights and with all scratches from the pain exploding within me appearing on my arms showed who I really was, a monster. The pain that I had was only the beginning, now that he's here I know what pain actually is, I actually know who the enemy is, it's the person within you. You feel your own radioactivity.