Poison

This fragile thought shakes in my hands,
To hell with fear, I need the taste.
My body moves like it won’t last,
One more step, I stay.

I lose control but I don’t stop,
Edge of night, I lean in.
If pain is how I feel alive,
Then let me in.

Too many scars I never hide,
Too many cuts beneath my skin.
Cut me deeper, let pride die,
Let it sink in.

Sweet poison on my tongue.
Bitter every time.
I drink it again.
I drink it again.

I’m not here to be saved,
I’m here to cross the line.
All the rules already fade
Every time.

Between us fire and appetite,
No clean way out, no cure.
I don’t fight what pulls me in,
I move.

Every breath turns into drive,
Every hit — a signal flare.
I drop the mask, I lift my eyes,
I’m there.

Sweet poison on my tongue.
Bitter every time.
I drink it again.
I drink it again.

No excuse.
No return.
Hands up — I move.
I drink it again.

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