Posioning poems on Hello Poetry

All Together by Yourself Oct 2013

Cause you're toxic Defiled
shedding the old you exposing a new person you have turned into
You're not around me... now
But when you are
I'm falling like I'm drowning
This friendships crowning

Evolved into another person that I just don't need.
Cause you're all full of passive aggressive rage that's melted my sight.
What's hidden and hissing waiting to devoure me.
Brainwashed to all the lies that you've been telling me.
Seducing me, loving me with self loathing injections, posioning.
Leading me to believe. Lies.

In the trenches abandion. Dark. Quite. So I stop being afraid. Nothing flogging me.
Reality: The unforgiving madness. Like a light in the darkness. My Heart.
I see that I can be worthy. I just gotta figure out how to get back my selfesteem again.
No one wants to lick my wounds of unchanging torture.

Cause I have been walking around in a salted skin.
Never healing, never dealing, with all the injuries that I've taken.
Don't want to soak up the death were you've laid me to rest. Cause it's changing me.
You are not me. I will never be you. You wanted me invisible, you still do, when all you can be is you.
Lets call it what it is: Resentment.
You will never be me! Sorry imitation. It's what's in the heart.
Look at me. Strong again.
Prying off the scabs of pain Disinfecting
Nine years and this is the end.

emily Mar 2021

lead posioning

a bullet is settled in the pit of my stomach as foreign arms are wrapped around me
the pain is comforting, but it's only temporary
the steady drum of your heart as my acquaintances drink their life away
i hear your apologies and compliments
you paint my skin red
my heart aches because in a few months, i'll be gone with only lead poisoning to remind me of you
the scratches won't scar and bruises won't stain
apple whiskey was never so comforting
you've read my book and wanted to be a chapter
you'll only be a few pages worth
i'm sorry for your attachment to me
just know, i'll never stop thinking about your gun between my legs and the exhilarating fear you made me feel

JR Weiss Jan 2011

i have a headache again.

those mean little *******
dressed all in dusty black
who whisper in corners
and tag up the walls
with every ******
and hurtful thing
they could think of.

whatareyouthinking?imaginewhatpeoplewillthinkwhentheyreadthis
theywillthinkyouhavelostit.andmaybeyouhave,
lookatthefuckupthatisyourlife.ofcourseyourinsane.

my mind a mural of
me versus me.
slander and hate
from the ones who know me best.
they creep in when
the silence goes on too long.
i try and keep them out
but sometimes
it has to be
silent.

who are these mean little *******?
whispering in my ear,
encouraging those fleeting thoughts
creating new ones
that stick a little longer.
how do you
not
listen to those voices that sound
so much like your own?

godlistentoyouwhine,poorme,poorme,
lifeissohardsometimes
youjustwannajumpthatcliffandgetitoverwithdon'tyou?goonanddoit.dousallafavorandjustjumpalready

they whisper
about how stupid you look
or about how
what you just said,
was wrong
for a million different reasons.
all of them valid,
all of them obvious to
the gasping crowd around you.
they stare
and shake their heads,
whispering along
with those mean
little
*******.

they are ready to fight
everyday
to be heard.
after awhile
you can't help but take some of it in.
it's radioactive waste
posioning the ground water...
those mean
little
*******.

*stupiduglyfatdumbasswasteofspacegoodfornohting

Sara Jones Dec 2017

You said you wouldnt

You said youd never leave me.
You said youd never dissapear.
You told me you would always stay right here.
But you lied, didnt you?
Made my friends heal all my wounds
You left, for what?
For someone who cant even take care of you?
For someone who would only use you?
Made alcohol into my bandaids,
Because you cant see the scars you left inside,
On my heart, in my mind
You left pieces of you behind and it makes me feel like i can hold on.
But why would i do that, when i can move on?
I can try and forget your name and fail as always
Because somehow
Youve poured your poison in my veins
The only way to get rid of you is to cut it out
But its gone into my heart and courses through my body with every rythmic beat and bump
Youre like taking a shot of *****
You remember that time you tried to drown yourself in it but it didnt work
Only landed you in the hospital for alcohol posioning
Alcohol at least helps numb the hurt as my heart continuse to pump your name throughout my system

Its not like my heart hasnt been broken before.
Whats one more time?
Cracks will always give way.
Just like how i will always run back to you
And history will always repeat itself.
And i will always end up
Broken

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