I never want to be near her
I want to spit her out
She is the venom that poisons me
her greed runs through my veins
Rivers and canyons filled with hate and misplaced ambition
She has tortured my soul
and in turn made me the torturer
I can’t look at myself without seeing her eyes

I want to rip her out of me
Tearing her long fingers off
Snapping them away at their brittle ends
But her nails drag along my skin
Leaving red tracks that trace my bones

She makes me shiver
Cold to the core
But only she can light my fire

I want to scratch my skin until no remnants of her remain
until I am red, shiny, and new
fresher than I was before
she has infected me
but I see the end.