Poison

My mouth is full of poison,

My breathing now, it slows,

The stench of toxins follows me,

No matter where I go.

You ask me to explain it,

That leaves two options, then,

To spit it out into your face,

Or swallow it again.

My mouth is full of poison,

I can't breathe through my nose,

Any way I look around,

I'm haunted by his ghost.

He left his mark inside of me,

The ones no one can see,

An after-storm disaster,

A tornado of debris.

My mouth is full of poison,

I'm running out of air,

The stinging bile chokes me,

But I'm too tired, this despair.

My mouth is full of poison,

Your eyes are cast astray,

I sit here burning, agony,

And watch you walk away.