Femme Fatale Poem by Kriztan Rei Palces

Your fragrant words envenomed my mind
It made me think that all is fine
But then you left me there hanging
Clueless of what is happening

The venom surely slowed my thinking
It even taught me to start denying
That now you are happy flying
While I am here, sick and dying

“I’m alright” are the words you heard from me
And I think I hear you say sorry
Then you smiled for now you’re happy
While I’m being killed by my own hypocrisy

Now, the venom has spread throughout my body
And my senses left me without any queries
My body’s rejecting every med in the pharmacy
I need you, my poison and only remedy.