My name is Poison

A glock only carries math
There’s a city in my deltoid,
 Shouting it means nothing now, but once it was
     everything.    
Ruling and changing.
                                    Absence of void.


There’s no potion for this type of sickness
  The worksheet in front of my begs
   For I am chosen
I have no words
Mouthful of lead, my name is poison
My lies put me in this fire

There’s a lost building in my eyes
Tall yet filled with vacant portals
Time is a newborn, delicacy is benign

You know when you look back and you frown
Realizing, everything means nothing now.