Ultimatum 

I want to take some of the blame. 

Like my passive agression 

Is as bad 

As your alcohol intake. 

But we can’t have a conversation

Long enough for me to make a point

Before you start yelling 

Saying I’m talking on some random shit. 

And I want to make you choose,

Between drinking 

And me. 

But I’ve always been runner up. 

And I know that won’t change,

And I can’t just leave. 

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CO2 Poisoning

They say 

you will reep what you sew,

But what if

You breathe what you speak. 

And we’re all rotting on the inside,

Speaking words more toxic 

Than carbon dioxide. 

My mother used to tell me;

Hatred is a cancer in your gut,

But I feel it in my lungs.