My little poison

Written from the perspective of a good friend, about her life ~To Angel~

Is it the way I act or the way you are?
Is it how I am or just your scar?
Can I help fix the problem I never knew,
was it ever for me, or is this just for you?
Can you see me, driven insane,
screaming and crying, in searing pain
Slowly dying I wait for peace
Wait for the pain, the suffering, to cease
There was one way in but no way out
I was tricked by a word of doubt
The word grew, into pages of feeling,
my heart was anew, sent constantly reeling
But now, I know how I really feel,
I love you, and only to you, i kneel
I love you, my little poison