I didn’t know the depth of your evil-
I knew you were a wounded soul as I was-
I didn’t know you wanted your venom to crawl
through everyone who knew you, slowly
taking them a part leaving
when they took their last breath
only to move on to the next-
I am to blame for their deaths I
brought you into their life’s-
I am sorry my friends and loved ones-
I found out too late for some
but I know what I must do now-
So, I tainted my blood and now it
flows through your veins, my lover-
You look at me with shocked eyes
I am a wounded soul, but you never asked
how and why-
He tried to poison me, but I didn’t die,
I kept the knowledge of how I might be dying
but it’s on my own terms-
It’s the poison of me
you will not kill anyone else
with your poisonous soul-
(c) 2010 Kimber Michaela