Seeping
Leaking
out of your pores.

Dripping
Flipping
from your mouth like sores.

Hating
Creating
such a toxic stew.

Feeding
Needing
me to eat for you.

Aching
Taking
my sunshine, so vain.

Pouring
Storing
my happy for your rain.

Move away.
Not today. I’m razor sharp.
Pour out on me,
and I’ll cut out your heart.