Prisoner to You

Venom dances on your tongue

ready to slit my fragile skin,

your mouth holding pretty daggers

to my throat.

There is nothing left for me to do

but to apologize to your dark eyes

as the blue sinks deep into my flesh and work

into my veins,

a poison that burns as it

courses through my body,

a flame that I have grown

used to.

Trapped in your bedroom,

the door knob whispers my name,

as they, too,

even know about your toxins,

And desperately beg for me to

leave.

But, the intimidating wall snicker

along with you

because they know

that I could never escape.

For the poison has already settled

in my brain,

and has convinced me that I

must stay.