Poison Poem by Nisarg Joshi

He hides it in the cupboard
It finds its way back, everytime
Dies every night
And still
The daylight brings it back
You found your cure in being a wireless junkie
But him
Him no medicine

Pay caution while you hold him
For him
Help is a lie
Through chemicals
He smile


And no dream ever touched his soul
Scared him
Or made a scar though

Its the awakening that does this to him
Lay him low

Into the tunnels of lonliness
He finds himself safe
Mud waters
Star waste

Help him
He wont cry

In his mind
Its redefined
Choke you to death if u try

Watch as he hides it in the cupboard
There is only one thing to do
Is to watch for the sake of false hope
To lie
And to buy
His own poison
His own him