Poison

• Artist: screamyourlegoff
• Description: I came up with the base of this poem on my walk to school... forgot most of what i said and had to start with just an idea... i don't think its that great... compared to the first one i thought of.
• Date: 01/29/2010
• Tags: poison

He held the vial close to his mouth,
the cold glass touched his lip.
He paused, then slowly takes a sip.
Her hand pours the rest into him,
he falls to his knees,
and in his ear he hears whispers,
her words that tend to his needs.
The vial slips,
and small shards cut his skin,
and in his blood he sees,
the lies of love, and truth of sin

Comments

[Nylon Steelsen]

I know one time i thought of a good one but by the time i got home i forgot the whole thing =_= anway its still good 5/5