Poison.

Mindless thoughts of nothing
Screaming in my head.
Ghosts of what I was
ripping through me
making my body shudder.
My heart of ice is melting
in my overheated body.
Dead fingers proding at my back
make it impossible to sleep.
I make it through the day
floating on
My broken angel wings.
What does being happy feel like?
I don't remember.
What is it like
to feel no more?
I want to know.
Vision blurred and
fingers numb.
My head aches from trying to think
of what my pathetic life
Will be
without my wonderful poison.

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