Poison

The first one I laid eyes on had to be a jerk.

This boy with light brown eyes and dark hair that was so brown it looked black,

His voice how it made me jump, and get Goosebumps,

but at the same time made my skin crawl with evil words.

The one boy who looked like a god, was a slime ball, underneath that handsome skin,

Oh how I try to get over him but he is a poison to my very soul,

my very veins.

Him how I want to hate him, but I want to love, and kiss him all the same.

I'm so far gone.

All I can do is watch as the poison consumes me.

My poison, god my poison,

How it's everywhere,

His smiles and his laugh.

When I'm near him I shake, I want him, but I can't have him, and don't want him all the same.

My poison

The one with the light brown tunnels I could get lost in.

The one with the lips, I see but could never touch with my own.

The one with a oh so jerky out side, I want to bash my fist in his pretty face.

WHY ME ? WHY MUST I BE INFECTED WITH THIS CURSRE THIS POISON ?

A hopeless girl with a crush,

They say I'll get over it, the crush I'll always want but could never have.

A Bastard I want nothing to do with,

A handsome boy I see from a far in a crowded High school hall.

The jerk with a handsome face,

my ever lasting poison.

I'll get over it, I'll get and antidote

One that sees me for me, he might not be poison but you see,

I will live it's almost gone the poison I am so found of.

My boyfriend will be the antidote I seek.

He can help me with this spell that trapped me in this hell.

The antidote and the poison are one in the same but which do I want more to run in these veins?

AN: What do you think about my new poem I hope it's good.