Next To Venom Poem by Unic Cjonr

Hate has no substance - why do i inject poison into my veins - next to venom - i feel alive - why do i take the quake into a dive - it is the pain i love - why can i never fever to have enough - i follow death into her hollow -she refuse me the sanctuary of the dead - i want a yes but no is what she says - i see the tree - i have the rope which rose a petal around my neck - i do care for the chair - it is the one that lets me stand - is that really fair