Toxicity it can live in you or me
If we be honest completely
The accumulation of which we grasp to be
To have in our midst
Clawing for our fix
From all the times we went unfulfilled
Our empty broken shell
Scattering bits for others to walk on
Cutting from our steps
Following in our shadows
Reaching out to grip
From their own ghostly hollows
Can we break
The cycle