Poison

Poison

Why is this day

The day I face

The truth

I

I am the poison.

Breath the poison

Eat the poison

Give the poison.

Teach it

Hide it

Sneak it.

I am the poison.

Clear and warm

Appearing to be

Not benign but

Safe.

I appear so safe

But I am the poison.

All the good is tainted

And will be forgotten much

Quicker than it was

Created

The good was all a futile

Effort

A masking agent

For the poison

I am the poison

Created and delivered

Without intent to hurt

Maim, destroy

But released to all

Of you.

The young

The trusting

The hurt and injured

You have all been infected

By me

I am the poison.

As I lay here in what

Should not be my bed

I wonder if it ever

Could have been any different

If any decision or action

Could have changed the

Fact that I am

The poison.

But it is all in the past now

And only one decision remains-

Can I be

Stopped.

I must be stopped for

I am the poison.