Weed Poem by Heart of Ice Die Die Die

I'm like a weed,
sucking the life
from all the people
that matter to me.
But when i try
to take it back,
I can't.
I can't undo
what I've already done.
I can't push the life
back into them.
I can't make them swallow
the bubbles of air they need.
I've taken too much,
there isn't enough left for themselves.
I'm a monster,
sucking the life
from everyone I touch.
Spiraling them down, down, down.
Dragging them into
hell with me
and at the last minute,
I pull myself free.
I'm safe and sound
while they burn in hell.
I sicken myself.
I'm just a weed.
Living my life
by sucking away
everyone else's.

Apr.-5-10