Leathal Venom

You tainted my fragile heart with your fabricated lies
As it slowly twists and shrivels and uncontrollably dies
Choking on your fumes with every kiss you give
Sucking all my life force, Weakening my will to live
For your wicked venom there's surely no cure
For your wicked venom is lethal and impure

by Evy Moore

Comments (2)

......these thoughts on shadows lets us know we are mortal and alive....great write..
This is poetry, no doubt. To enjoy a poem, one doesn't have to read through pages. Few words, running in to many pages in meaning. Great stuff. I like it.