Chapter 138
Poison
Soul Writer: Words From Within
The color of poison
Like the pills you take
To dull the pain
The taste of poison
Like the salty tears
That slide down your cheeks
The sound of poison
Like the unrelenting screams
At the back of your head
The Scent of poison
Like the fading perfume
On your clothing
Your poison
Equivalent to the bitterness
It leaves behind
When everything is said and done