Its clouded , the poison running through my blue black veins ......
          burning me like as if molten fire was poured into my veins ,
you made me the evil  i never wanted to be ,  i mastering it.
When the liquid pain from within rises to my eyes , i put on a mask ......
          to hide the scars that run deep ,very very deep indeed ,
the scars have been engraved , poison slumbers and rises in them .
The  pain inside is like a curse , so vicious , molten and drugginly venomous....
         i could poison the air i breathe in ,
it could even smoke you to death slithering into your perfect body.