Leech Poem by Devan Marie Edwards

Grown upon my own anger
Caution me with danger
For that I take from you
I have nothing left to prove
Only that I cannot move
Numb from what I have done
I lurk in the mist
And cry as I ball my fist
I follow close behind
A silent still room
And all your filled with is gloom
Thoughts race around me
It is my obsession
That it is not my possession
Prepared to lose it all
Suck something dry
Then leave it to die
I don't pick my poison
But I was once told to drink bleach
Because all I am is a leech.