Being with you is comparible to

drinking a sweet substance

and not knowing if it's poisonous 

with it's trace of bitterness.

Is this relationship toxic,

or am I the toxic one?

Or maybe it's you.

Maybe you're toxic.

Either way,

this won't last like this.

The bitterness is growing

and I don't want to drink the substance anymore.

It's ripping holes in my esophagus

and shredding this heart to bits.

The toxic liquid causes acid burns

like HCl

and removes the collagen from skin, 

leaving me a burned, bloody, chestless mess.

And I can't even tell

if you can see it or not.