The words that slip from your lips
Fill my mind like oxygen to the lungs
Needing every bit of it to feel alive
The words consume me
They are what I live for
And in that moment
I feel treasured . . .
Wanted almost
But the horrific truth comes to light
The words once used to bring me bliss
Burn my mind with arsenic
Leaving me numb
Deceit hidden in ideal utterance was all it took
To end me