Personal Poison

He's my own personal form of poison. Every sip is just another bit of tourment to me. I want it though. I want every last sip to pass my lips. I would rather feel the poison raging inside me, then to be hollow and feel nothing at all.  So tell me would you die just to know  the one you love is happy? To crash and burn...No matter how many lives I live I will never regret that first sip nor will I regret the last. Is it believed to be love to kill to save his life, to kill to prove your right for him...To crash to burn...to feel it all rage from within you to all around you. Maybe it is maybe it isn't just as long as I feel something in my being. To die will be the biggest adventure yet....