toxic • iwaizumi hajime

And as I you.

Your lips felt intoxicating against mine.

You drown me in pleasure as you caged me against the sheets.

Your words put me to rest as I brushed in disdain.

Would you take me back?

Would you hold me once again in your strong arms?

Would you help me climb up in my downfall?

As I did in yours.

A catalyst.

Is what I am.

A trigger.

For one's uprising.

As I watch from the sidelines.

Not more than what I ask is your own faith.

Not more than I crave is your own face.

Not more than I wish is for your own hand.

My mind was clouded with words.

As I watch you saunter to someone else.

A catalyst.

Is what I am.

I wish nothing more than your own happiness.

The gods from above promised me a happy ending.

But is it I thought repetitively.

When it's not with you?

My lungs could no longer work.

As I tread along the path.

Only a mere machine could help me breath.

As I lay in my death bed.

Tears trickling down my cheek.

As yours as well as you scream at me in frustration.

My cheek felt a throbbing pain.

As you slapped in disdain.

Flowers used to be my favourite.

Until she had passed away.

The dark kept clawing into my mind.

Unleashing the bound demon to end me.

End me.

Release me.

From my own suffering.

And your own.

If God gave me one more chance.

I'd make it count.

I'll sweep you off of your feet.

I'll tread your heart with mine.

And when we hold our hands at the altar.

You'd vow to me.

I love you.

For sickness and in health.

But these chains had forbid me from running further.

Maybe you'd say those three words again to me.

And as I you.