Is It Worth it?

I'm bleeding burning cyanide.
Suck it up and suffocate.
Liable to kill you,
Which would get rid of an anchor weight.
Sweeter than some maple syrup.
Go ahead and get a taste.
I'm suffering in Satan's soup.
Walk away and let me marinate.

I'm crying burning holy water,
Hanging off a crucifix.
You can try and save me,
But not until you get used to tricks.
Get ready to fight some demons,
And maybe some angels in the mix.

You can try to take my hand,
But its liable to kill you.
My life might be worth saving,
So I ask, will you?
♠ ♠ ♠
Is it just me or does this poem seem kind of "ok" or "meh"?