Your pressence is lethal
Yet your deadly note
Clings to my brain
What do you have to gain?
Infusions, medications
Seeing what tomorrow brings
Just to take away
The most poisonous of things
My body aches and groans
My skin is now your canvas
I take more, as you take more of me
Why won’t you just leave?
Turning 16 should be celebrated
But instead they found you
Now at 18, you still linger
Wha...
