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Your Toxic Poison

Your Toxic Poison

I need to take my eyes away from your gaze
My thoughts are wrong, so wrong for this time of day
You are my winning temptation and I won't subscribe into fantasy this time
I will hold on to my reality that will still be my best friend in the morning
For the regrets are like a rash, they cover me from head to toe
But I don't give into feeling sorry for myself
I am a vulnerable hard nut to crack
I am all over you in my ambitions
I am under you in my sensual fantasitions
I think about you most of the time I'm awake, like a machine that's been programmed
But don't you dare join me in your dreams that would be too much of a headfuck for me to deal with
Don't call me on your phone
Don't waste me with your time shine
You are a trap, I will resist walking on your hidden net
I am your best ex ago
Sometimes I feel I'll float away, I need you to keep me grounded
Will you take me for what I am now, for who I am now, and not who you think I could be
I don't count sheep, I count you in all your disguises, but I have only one
So it's a good job I am opposed to your toxic poison.

V Topp






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