poison

In a box full of apples,
Yet there’s one that is rotten,
One bad apple spoils the others,

The box of apple brings joy into my heart,
Each of it special in every way,
Each of it was wonderful to devour.

Yet there’s one bad apple,
This continues to decay.

Bit it by mistake,
Slowly I am falling to the ground,
A bright light appears,
Soon death will come to redeem me.

From where words come from,
Blood comes dripping drop by drop,
Drown in it,
My once blank mind is overflow with flashes of pictures,
Illusions from the very moment I bit it.

For once I thought I might never get up,
Cause of the disgust I feel for you,
A sense I could not control,
When you were not to be seen,
I longed for you every minute,
But once your presence is near,
All I do is to be disgust even more,

See that I could not forgive,
Though how much I want to,
Nothing you do will change,
Just memories to last,
And in reality, to hate the person in my fantasies.