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You’re poison to me.

But I’ll drink your attention like its the only thing keeping me breathing.

And when the cup is empty, and I realize what I’ve done, I feel the poison coursing through my veins, making me ill with guilt and shame.

I swear to myself “Never again.”

Knowing full well that when you come for me again, I will go willingly.
♠ ♠ ♠
I was angry about a guy that Im talking to, that I really shouldnt be talking to.
The whole situation is spiraling and im just barely able to keep my head above the surface.