Poison may kill you now, but at least it’s straight up, straight-forward, no hiding, no secrets, no maybes. No arguments. Toxins, on the other hand, take their sweet time. It’s possible to deny, insanely, that there are any noxious effects – like pesticides, cigarettes, nuclear waste – you get it.
Pamela Clements
Poison is the depth of my soul when I realize that she’s got his life. Poison is the tears seeping down my face as I try not to let him see just how much she affects me and just how much I want to see her. She’s got everything I’ve ever wanted in him. He makes me complete and knowing that I’ll never be enough is tough… I feel this jealousy towards her that is unwarrented as she knows nothing of me. When I need her to do something to lose him, she just seems to make all the right moves. He’ll be mine someday. That’s what he says at least… and I can only hope.
Marina
a deadly thing that can kill you like acids alkalines poison can be many diffrent things like venom or bleach
sam
poison is beautiful. it does its job slowly, but it does its job. poison is suspense and reliability.
Five years of the same day.
Five years of wallowing on these streets.
Five years of non stop anxiety and clinic depression for the happiness of a thirty minute fulfillment.
Five years of injecting poison directly into my arms and toes.
Just another day.
Darryl Johnson
the poison spread quickly, traveling through her body like a snake in her veins, slowly choking the life out of her. Her breath shortened, her heartbeat quickened. Her eyes became wide and she stared at him, imploring him for help. He looked back at her with dead eyes and laughed.
Brittannie
poison is beautiful. it does it’s job slowly, but it does it’s job. poison is pressure. it’s suspense and reliability.
Breanna
love is poison. poison is bad. love slowly fades in ad poison destroys us just like love. poison can kill and love is pain. poison is also pain. this is why love is not good.
Max Giulianelli
romeo and juliet drank the poison to promise death to both of them and an eternity together in the afterlife. (this only happened in the movie, I think. It was stabbing in the book? )
Scarlett
I stare at the bottle of poison, wondering if I would take it too far today.
Should I end this now? Should I be the next Romeo, and finally satisfy myself?
It’s mocking me. It’s so dark, and deadly, yet beautiful.
Yes. I’ll take a sip, I suppose.
perfume is poison. once i watched a show where a woman poisoned her husband, even in the hospital, they didnt understand why he was dying. crazy! if i were going to use poison, it would be arsinic. i spelled that really wrong. ive heard thtas some crazy stuff.
brittany
The poison coiled its stale odor within my nostrils, tainting my every being. The bitterness of it was pure, utter bliss.
deathly vile slow pain that sucks the life away eyes closing no more as we pass through the darkness and see the tunnel and the light at the end very deadly revengeful or passionate lovers who want to be together forever
Jenna
Dripping, dripping poison. Flowing from her mouth in the most seductive way imaginable. You wouldn’t think this would appeal to me, but it does.
Poison is deadly. It kills. But I don’t care.
katie
poison. poison runs in our blood even if we dont know it. It’s what society has filled their heart, mind and souls with. It isnt the little vials we drink in order to end our lives. No, its the lies with fill our heads and others with. its what’s ruining this world.
april
One thought of you spawns an endless array of mindless musings that last throughout the day and well into the night. The sound of your voice throws me into a blank state, one that keeps me from functioning, from understanding, from caring about the world around me. I want to spend every waking hour with you…and yet, you are pure poison. An hour spent with you is an hour wasted. No matter how much I will deny it.
i’m hooked on your love.
it’s in me,like a drug.
your stare like a tattoo.
and that laugh is like venom.
i need you.
Kelsey-Lynn
something that makes you feel like you have no escape, no way out. it is slowly running in your veins, sucking the life out of you. you cannot stop it, it simply controls your life. it chooses your fate for you, while you sit there helpless and alone
Hayden
Her words were like poison. They seeped through the paper and into the air, filling the room and everyone’s lungs in one fellow swoop. They infiltrated the mind and caused great confusion. Everyone stood completely silent as the poison spread to each part of their brains, finally settling. Those words were the only thing anyone could focus on, and even then there was nothing to debate.
i don’t like poison very much. some snakes are poisonous and some people are poisonous. both are very lethal. snakes with stripes are poisonous and people with stripes are poisonous i hear. it’s a trick. if you aren’t careful someone who wants to rid the earth of you might try and slip some poison in your drink, or they could coat an apple with poison, really whatever food the villain has offhand will work.
chelsea
death, the band, roses, snow white, apples, the song, royalty, cyanide, sweet or sour?, lavender!, movies
Ashy Jo
The poison glands on the side of her neck were almost gleaming. I smirked inwardly; of course she didn’t have poison glands. People didn’t have poison glands. If one could call her human. She smiled at me with her mouth only, her eyes cold and calculating, as if this were a game that if she won at, she could reach the top and finally stop stepping over everyone she cared about to get there. As if that last part mattered.
poison is dangerous to people. it kills. juliet used poison to fake her death only romeo thought she really died and killed himself. then juliet woke up and killed herself. love sucks and kills. love is poison. poison is love. so why love at all? maybe we are addicted to poison
Enishia
Fall comes to me like the poison from a blow fish swimming through open salt water and flying into landlocked fresh water lakes. I want the poison of fall more than the recluse summer.
poison is something very bad. it kills or harms in ways unexplainable, because once you consume poison and it stays inside your body, it is going to eat your body in one way or another. unless you throw it up, but this is stupid because i should be writing about something philosophical but i’m taking it way too literally. agh writing is really stupid and hard. writing is like poison almost.
Allegra
ewwie. rats. Whenever I think of poison I think of rats. alcohol. Alcohol is poison. Likke Cigarettes and drugss… everything is poison in it’s own way.. Bleh
Chelsea.
the ultimate poison is hate. so powerful and right in the palm of my hands. i feel its uses flowing through me. its exhilarating. i like it…
kissy
you are the poison that runs through me. it all happened because of you. this is all your fault. maybe when you’re old, you’ll realize you should have at least said sorry.
Jillian
poison makes me think of snakes, right? I like snakes. They’re beautiful and their demonic in a way, but still beautiful and pure like light. Snakes, poison, is it really all that bad? They’ve got this negative stigma associated with them but poison is a necessity sometimes, as are snakes. Plus, snakes look cool.
Helen Anita
He was lying in bed, stuck in a fit of coughing, as the poison coursed through his veins. The doctors had no idea what type of poison it was, but he knew it was poison and he knew that he would die. It was the poison of living a poor life. A life filled with regret and misery, and now it was killing him.
Hank Moody
it kills people. resentment is like a poison. you drink it waiting for others to die. at the moment i feel no resentments, but they are sure to come, they always do. it kills me quicker than the person i have the resentment against.
Sarah
I couldn’t think, it sat right in front of me. I was warned and warned again. Don’t do it. But how could i not? I wasnt the only one who felt this way. Lost and alone. It was so easy to just take it and feel like everything was normal for a few hours. But I knew what happened to Allesse. This was truly just plain poison.
Poison is something that can kill you. But there are some who seek it out. Some who are desperate for it, some who can’t live without it. But why would you want something that will kill you? Beats me. I don’t understand it.
Ashley
All these unhappy people.
________Poisoned________
by this treacherous world-
or perhaps only the people
dwelling in it; hiding in the
secret caves right in front
of everyone’s oblivious nose.
the poison i drank was absolutely delicous, well so i thought, until I began to die…. it’s was so terrible oh friends, was like havig this weight on my throught, like if i couldn’t breath, so i understood it was my end.
Poison may kill you now, but at least it’s straight up, straight-forward, no hiding, no secrets, no maybes. No arguments. Toxins, on the other hand, take their sweet time. It’s possible to deny, insanely, that there are any noxious effects – like pesticides, cigarettes, nuclear waste – you get it.
Poison is the depth of my soul when I realize that she’s got his life. Poison is the tears seeping down my face as I try not to let him see just how much she affects me and just how much I want to see her. She’s got everything I’ve ever wanted in him. He makes me complete and knowing that I’ll never be enough is tough… I feel this jealousy towards her that is unwarrented as she knows nothing of me. When I need her to do something to lose him, she just seems to make all the right moves. He’ll be mine someday. That’s what he says at least… and I can only hope.
a deadly thing that can kill you like acids alkalines poison can be many diffrent things like venom or bleach
poison is beautiful. it does its job slowly, but it does its job. poison is suspense and reliability.
Five years of the same day.
Five years of wallowing on these streets.
Five years of non stop anxiety and clinic depression for the happiness of a thirty minute fulfillment.
Five years of injecting poison directly into my arms and toes.
Just another day.
the poison spread quickly, traveling through her body like a snake in her veins, slowly choking the life out of her. Her breath shortened, her heartbeat quickened. Her eyes became wide and she stared at him, imploring him for help. He looked back at her with dead eyes and laughed.
poison is beautiful. it does it’s job slowly, but it does it’s job. poison is pressure. it’s suspense and reliability.
love is poison. poison is bad. love slowly fades in ad poison destroys us just like love. poison can kill and love is pain. poison is also pain. this is why love is not good.
romeo and juliet drank the poison to promise death to both of them and an eternity together in the afterlife. (this only happened in the movie, I think. It was stabbing in the book? )
I stare at the bottle of poison, wondering if I would take it too far today.
Should I end this now? Should I be the next Romeo, and finally satisfy myself?
It’s mocking me. It’s so dark, and deadly, yet beautiful.
Yes. I’ll take a sip, I suppose.
perfume is poison. once i watched a show where a woman poisoned her husband, even in the hospital, they didnt understand why he was dying. crazy! if i were going to use poison, it would be arsinic. i spelled that really wrong. ive heard thtas some crazy stuff.
The poison coiled its stale odor within my nostrils, tainting my every being. The bitterness of it was pure, utter bliss.
filthy temptation, that is known yet somehow it takes over someone’s mind and body. poisen is a metaphor with sin; something overriding control.
he pumps through my veins like a poison. i sickly sweet serum that i hate to love. the heat and warmth pushing it’s way to my heart; my mind; my soul.
The poison is still there, beating with my heart, waiting to kill me.
deathly vile slow pain that sucks the life away eyes closing no more as we pass through the darkness and see the tunnel and the light at the end very deadly revengeful or passionate lovers who want to be together forever
Dripping, dripping poison. Flowing from her mouth in the most seductive way imaginable. You wouldn’t think this would appeal to me, but it does.
Poison is deadly. It kills. But I don’t care.
poison. poison runs in our blood even if we dont know it. It’s what society has filled their heart, mind and souls with. It isnt the little vials we drink in order to end our lives. No, its the lies with fill our heads and others with. its what’s ruining this world.
One thought of you spawns an endless array of mindless musings that last throughout the day and well into the night. The sound of your voice throws me into a blank state, one that keeps me from functioning, from understanding, from caring about the world around me. I want to spend every waking hour with you…and yet, you are pure poison. An hour spent with you is an hour wasted. No matter how much I will deny it.
i’m hooked on your love.
it’s in me,like a drug.
your stare like a tattoo.
and that laugh is like venom.
i need you.
something that makes you feel like you have no escape, no way out. it is slowly running in your veins, sucking the life out of you. you cannot stop it, it simply controls your life. it chooses your fate for you, while you sit there helpless and alone
Her words were like poison. They seeped through the paper and into the air, filling the room and everyone’s lungs in one fellow swoop. They infiltrated the mind and caused great confusion. Everyone stood completely silent as the poison spread to each part of their brains, finally settling. Those words were the only thing anyone could focus on, and even then there was nothing to debate.
I swallowed it all
felt the burning slide deep
knew the end was near
but it didn’t matter
it was over anyway
over and out
and far from heaven.
i don’t like poison very much. some snakes are poisonous and some people are poisonous. both are very lethal. snakes with stripes are poisonous and people with stripes are poisonous i hear. it’s a trick. if you aren’t careful someone who wants to rid the earth of you might try and slip some poison in your drink, or they could coat an apple with poison, really whatever food the villain has offhand will work.
death, the band, roses, snow white, apples, the song, royalty, cyanide, sweet or sour?, lavender!, movies
The poison glands on the side of her neck were almost gleaming. I smirked inwardly; of course she didn’t have poison glands. People didn’t have poison glands. If one could call her human. She smiled at me with her mouth only, her eyes cold and calculating, as if this were a game that if she won at, she could reach the top and finally stop stepping over everyone she cared about to get there. As if that last part mattered.
poison is dangerous to people. it kills. juliet used poison to fake her death only romeo thought she really died and killed himself. then juliet woke up and killed herself. love sucks and kills. love is poison. poison is love. so why love at all? maybe we are addicted to poison
Fall comes to me like the poison from a blow fish swimming through open salt water and flying into landlocked fresh water lakes. I want the poison of fall more than the recluse summer.
poison is something very bad. it kills or harms in ways unexplainable, because once you consume poison and it stays inside your body, it is going to eat your body in one way or another. unless you throw it up, but this is stupid because i should be writing about something philosophical but i’m taking it way too literally. agh writing is really stupid and hard. writing is like poison almost.
ewwie. rats. Whenever I think of poison I think of rats. alcohol. Alcohol is poison. Likke Cigarettes and drugss… everything is poison in it’s own way.. Bleh
the ultimate poison is hate. so powerful and right in the palm of my hands. i feel its uses flowing through me. its exhilarating. i like it…
you are the poison that runs through me. it all happened because of you. this is all your fault. maybe when you’re old, you’ll realize you should have at least said sorry.
poison makes me think of snakes, right? I like snakes. They’re beautiful and their demonic in a way, but still beautiful and pure like light. Snakes, poison, is it really all that bad? They’ve got this negative stigma associated with them but poison is a necessity sometimes, as are snakes. Plus, snakes look cool.
He was lying in bed, stuck in a fit of coughing, as the poison coursed through his veins. The doctors had no idea what type of poison it was, but he knew it was poison and he knew that he would die. It was the poison of living a poor life. A life filled with regret and misery, and now it was killing him.
it kills people. resentment is like a poison. you drink it waiting for others to die. at the moment i feel no resentments, but they are sure to come, they always do. it kills me quicker than the person i have the resentment against.
I couldn’t think, it sat right in front of me. I was warned and warned again. Don’t do it. But how could i not? I wasnt the only one who felt this way. Lost and alone. It was so easy to just take it and feel like everything was normal for a few hours. But I knew what happened to Allesse. This was truly just plain poison.
sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
Poison is something that can kill you. But there are some who seek it out. Some who are desperate for it, some who can’t live without it. But why would you want something that will kill you? Beats me. I don’t understand it.
All these unhappy people.
________Poisoned________
by this treacherous world-
or perhaps only the people
dwelling in it; hiding in the
secret caves right in front
of everyone’s oblivious nose.
the poison i drank was absolutely delicous, well so i thought, until I began to die…. it’s was so terrible oh friends, was like havig this weight on my throught, like if i couldn’t breath, so i understood it was my end.