The bitter taste of poison
hugs me when you are too busy
your body becomes a blanket
until you are ready to leave
maybe I push you out
because the idea of someone saying is so unfamiliar
I get scared
I know you want me
but trust me when I say
you dodged a bullet
I am a knife covered with pretty pink lips
jokes
and fun
I am a gun
held to your head
threatening to pull the trigger
the other day you said you were not afraid to die
but i am afraid to kill
©soul22
S