Poison Holds

I am who I am and I can't go back
This is my life, and I'm on the track
Falling inside a deeper black
I know I slipped through the cracks

In her hands, as she held my heart
I'll hit the bottom and fall apart
But it seems this is just the start
There's more to a painting than the art

There's a passion in her eyes I fell for
But I knew there was more
There was a stronger purpose than before
To get me on my knees, begging for war

Because she lives on the thrill
Of a world of poison laced pills
She's expecting the satisfying chill
Of completing the emotional kill

She's waiting for the bottom to hit me
On my way down her eye's dead sea
Pretending to be, hanging from the charcoal tree
But as long as her poison holds, I am me