Sugar Venom

 Sugar Venom

~Miss A

Its all good all so sweet, 

Why are you choking, deet!

Hazards are warning, the drowsiness,

Victims of which come in chunks of happiness.

Slowly and slowly you disappear, who saw your sigh,

Bit by bit you chew the chemical, sentiments of chlorophyte.

You're adaptive, taking it in, little by little, sugar venom,

When you close your eyes you fear not waking up.

The leaf that grew dark green, is destined to fall,

The comb semms a bit busy, brewing honey to hall.

I thought, I could teach to carve the gentle,

But it skips through my hand, moist clay do fumble.

It goes down, down again, settles in, in the drain,

A failed attempt, but embracing of not being defeated again.

Money in my hands, the fruit bread is making crazy,

Didn't we take care of the charms of hypnotic baby.

Pharses I mean to say I could dictate, but too bad of my vocabulary,

Oh! We are missing a pack of toned milk, to the dairy!

Sound I wish I could let you hear, but I'm toungue tied,

It remians tied with a string of red, designed in a bow, obsessed.

To the past, that was never astray,

Spreads the same chill to the marroe, still cheers grey.

Tens of thousands of time, I tried to emancipate,

The glitches in the perfection, uncaught prey to date.

Think I can use the hustle now, decay that does create,

Takes a part, locks it away, immobilize you infront of the threat. 

Recite it, recited, by the graces of colums down the grave,

I can't count the number of days, years or decades it might take.

Keep a polaroid, to revisit the memoir of the charades,

I got smiles of the woman, who I'm bound to drift away, is distant as in a hade.

You ain't strong, you can't take a bullet soldier,

Suvived pemisies where brute was to trade cower.

The tea is brewed with lime and ginger,

The spices in our country will make you lick a finger.

And the more you take of the sip, the tastier it gets,

So much sweetness, acts itself like a posion, it dreads.

Yet you seem not appeased by the daisy crates,

Governed by your heart under fear of the facades.

Diabetic pleased, enjoy dinner and diatribes,

Where salted sugar cogar the ears of the bribes.