When you speak

your tongue

produces words

with heavy meaning

but they come out hallow

and I watch in awe

as they delicately float to the floor

and sink into the carpet

 

When you breathe

you exhale sharp breaths 

and I take them in

they become dull

but I am still fixated 

by the way your chest moves

when you release 

your razor breaths

 

your existence 

is toxic

your words

are poison

your breath is a dagger

 

I am suicidal 

and you are my escape.