poison DammitJanet it's starting to happen i can feel it pounding inside like a cancer taking over my body and my mind i have yet to know the trigger though i've been waiting now for years my only hope is it continues to grow instead of rotting in my shadow 030217 ... belly fire I take my poison in small doses, and altogether different doses, but they are killing me, all the same. It feeds the part of me that is rotting; what will be left when life cannot be measured. It tastes like raspberries a day too long on the vine - just a subtle bitterness. 030323 ... stoic i have poison in my hand and a cup in the other i drink and it makes me feel better. why do i still drink this poison? i have a habit of killing myself. many do. . 040114 ... falling_alone the cold spreads throughout my veins numbing my every move every thought and the vision fades... 040624 ... piercedjenny Hope is like poison to me. I hold out hope and face each day. And die a slow agonizing death when I realize if I don't have hope, I have nothing. 040706 ... Cicero from nothing your shadows cast all colors but mine, Love. our footprints in the sand are not so easily effaced as the stone steps into movieland. I drink you in the desert and in the drenched canopies below, flooded with a solitary Iris. Heaven’s window into Lust does not blink but tears instead for a lost and lovely blindness. 050427 what's it to you? who go blather from