Poison

And it feels good?
And it feels powerful?
Abuse comes in many forms
You’re my poison.

I’m sick,
You make me ill
I’m fucked up,
You fuck me up.

And I’ve hurt so much
And I’ve cried so much
I’ll see you at the bottom of this bottle
When I’ve numbed the pain.

Abuse comes in many forms,
You don’t have to hit to hurt.
I could be carrying your child
And you feel powerful?

You’re my poison
You keep me drugged up
Words sting and bleed
And you feel good?

Fuck me and fuck me up
Well here’s some words for you
My poison…
FUCK YOU TOO!