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Talis Ren Feb 21
In a room full of cowards
You still had the gall
To eat the heart of a snake
And dress like one too
YH Sep 2017
Oh, I love you, honey,
your sweet nectar voice.
The way you ensnare me
with empty words,
and interweave me,
with warm suffocation.
You are venomous,
and I am dying,
but why does it feel
so much like paradise?
— Y.H.

Moribund,
gentle fervor.
you are you,
and I adore you,
even if this is a delusion.

(c) Y.H.
AD Snail Dec 2016
Venomous words burn my skin,
Crawling into my mind, seeping into my soul and heart,
My desires and hopes no longer seem meaniful.
I’m tearing up but I am wearing a mask;
Never allowing others to see them fall down my pale skin,
I refuse to be seen as “weak”.

These names have made their way into my memories,
Never allowing any silence to be heard.

These silence screams will never be heard in the dead of night,
As a crawl in my own skin and beg to be someone else.

Fear has a grip on me,
Those nightmarish words that people speak have made a nest inside of my hollow body,
Feasting away at my innocence’s and emotions.
Viseract Oct 2016
A whisper of green,
A show of scale
Flickering tongue,
And whiplash tail

A facade fixed upon your face
Oh how you blend in with us, human race
The one thing that really gives you away
Is the toxins running through my veins
Now now, I know your venom, for I kissed it from your very lips... don't try to deny the truth. You would take me back only for the satisfaction of finishing the job
Amitav Radiance Dec 2014
Often the fangs of hatred
bites into the soul
Spitting the venomous words
and incapacitates the heart
Numbness spreads all over
after the spiteful attack
Zainab Attari Jun 2014
Gestures always so polite
Doesn't seem right
Impurity and doubts
Falsely sweetened mouths

Good to the worst
No bitter words burst
No expression of offence
Nothing said in defence

So sweet, so easy going
So tolerant, so loving
No respect for self?
Left the heart on the shelf?

Observing the moves
Following the cue
Now I see you
You are one by two.

A brain so sly
Always telling a lie
Fooling honest souls
To reach your vicious goals

Talking ill behind ones back
Frankness you lack
I pity thy soul
It’s gone for a toll

Not brave, not true
A coward in you
I see you, I see you
Wouldn’t trust even one of you.

-Zainab Attari
Helseivich May 2014
My thoughts are toxic, venomous.
"Where's your antidote?"
Good question.
They drain me.

— The End —