#cyanide poems on Hello Poetry

Juliana Mar 2021

Cyanide

You reek like a poison.
You are not pretty.
There is not a faint whiff
of almond tracing the
path of your putrid
perfume
—a crumpled cookie from
the bottom of
Grandmother’s tin.

The apple doesn’t
fall far from the tree,
and you are the rat
succumbed to its curse.

Although the vermin
is you, she is the prey.
Praying to get away
from the suffocating
scent of your racing
heart.

Obey her. Because
without her, you are
nothing.
You are not a diamond
littered in a field of
whimsical confetti.
You are not the gold
plated juice fallen
from the apricot,
sliced open
solely for the pleasure
of your mortifying mind.

You are invisible.
Looking for a reason to
exist. Looking to pass
your pain onto an
unsuspecting soul.
An object. A doll.

You want to be the
air which courses
through her veins,
the thing that makes
her weak
but Peaches,
you
are the weak one.

A puff of smoke
doesn’t do it
anymore, or maybe
it’s in your jeans,
but the picture
is clear.

You are sick
of being pestered.
Terrified of being
labeled as something
you’re not.
You have a headache,
but all she wants to do
is look up at the stars
without the sky falling
down on her.

She wants to go to
sleep at night without
the rats clawing at
her covers.

She wants to breathe.

Pretend the formatting saved.

#notallmen #cyanide #chemistry #science #poison

Rylie Lucas Nov 2019

Love//Pain

You made me feel so much
We were just out of touch
You helped me to feel
Reminded me that life is real

The butterflies
The warm words
The late nights
The exchanged words

But you murdered the butterflies
Drowned them in cyanide
Kept them alive with a kindred fire
Only to burn them up in their own desire

Rejection hurts

#fire #pain #love #desire #real #reality #cyanide

Autmn T Sep 2019

Don’t Save Me, Trust Me

And the boys see your tears as nectar. Flocking, not seeing the cyanide flowing from your eyes, wanting to be the savior. They’ll never be the anecdote, but, after all, a savior isn’t needed, just wanted.

You won’t save me but I won’t ask you to stop trying either.

#savior #destruction #help #depression #tears #cyanide #anecdote

Zachery Oct 2018

Cyanide Poisening

My heart pounds
Run out of nouns
Headache
accompanied by heartache
Dizzy
Told me to drink the water fizzy
Can hardly breathe
slipping away me
My lunch comes up
HUP HUP HUP
My body jerks
And herks
Then my heart slows to a dead mans pace
I spray the mace
To keep them at bay
I don't want to die
I can't feel my blood in my veins
Faint
The blood is taint
I black out
All around me they pout
Finally my heart siezes
My life ends in pieces

I like cyanide

#cyanide

Zachery Oct 2018

Background

Paying the Price?
It's never for the nice.
So I'll roll the dice
Cut and Cut
The drops they drip
The pain barely a nip
I'm not suicidal
Nor homicidal
But I'm angry and sad
And full of madness
And of course Badness
Delight in my own pain
Not for gain
But to punish
Time for the finish

A bit of background to make my poems easier to smallow. Still they will be as hard to swallow as cyanide

#cyanide #background

Francis Rowell Nov 2017

Eyes of hazel and words of cyanide

Your eyes are like hazel, your words are like cyanide

Those chocolate oceans drowning me

You build me up and draw me in, traps baited with sugar

Then all the same tear me to shambles with your poison

I can't escape, caught up in your web

#hazel #eyes #cyanide #sad #abuse #love #hate

Emily Miller Nov 2017

Apple Seeds

Apple seeds,
Apple seeds,
I want to put them in your mouth.
Pop them past those parted lips,
instead of put them in the ground.
Pretty, dark red beads,
nestled in their hollows,
I'll feed them to you everyday,
through all your highs and lows.
Despite the fate I've wished on you,
you're still feeling fine,
so stick out your little tongue, my dear,
because it's time to dine.

#hate #retribution #poison #cyanide

Luna Craft Feb 2017

A Cure to Cyanide

Re-oxygenate my body
Push air throughout my lungs
Poison the rest of my body, let it soak in my vessels
Break my crumbling bones
Please, understand my needs
There is no cure for cyanide
Let my blood boil;
Allow me to sink into the floor
Let your breath be my last

#death #cyanide

Crimsyy Jan 2017

Vīgintī Quattuor

Hydrogen Cyanide*

I have no idea how it feels
to receive what I deserve from you,
no memory,
only faded dreams.

Seething over what I was denied,
I became ill from your heavy,
searing dose of
hydrogen cyanide,

And life lost its meaning
because I never learned
to pour this love I carry inside
all over myself.

#poem #father #dad #thoughts #new #him #chemical #cyanide #hydrogen

SabreLi Dec 2016

Going, Going, Gone

They tell me it’s the lesser of two evils
But I’m not sure that’s a fact
Sometimes I think it’s best to leave you to your demons
They’ve got you this far in tact

Either way I can’t stop the progression
This deadly routine’s for your own protection
There are no winners here, there’s far too much at stake
Do I stand by and let them feed you to the rattlesnake?
When I know it’s eating you up inside
Like a private supply of cyanide

Going, going, gone
I see you today but who knows where you’ll be tomorrow
Going, going, gone
Slipping through my fingers to a place that I can’t follow
Going, going, gone
Your own private cyanide’s a bitter pill to swallow
Going, going, gone

I know there’ll be times that you will disagree
But just between you and me
When they tell us over again that two’s company
I feel like we are three

But they don’t matter, all my objections
This deadly routine‘s become your obsession
There are no winners here, there’s far too much at stake
Do I stand by and let them feed you to the rattlesnake?
And I know it's killing you from inside
Like a private supply of cyanide

Going, going, gone
I see you today but who knows where you’ll be tomorrow
Going, going, gone
Slipping through my fingers to a place that I can’t follow
Going, going, gone
Your own private cyanide’s a bitter pill to swallow
Going, going, gone

Every day I see you drift further away
And there’s only so much I can pray
I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place
Soon you’ll disappear without a trace

Going, going, gone

Copyright © 2016-2017 KF

Another one written with multiple interpretations is mind, but mostly about someone suffering from ill mental health whose medication changes them so much they are not the same person any more. Is the cost too great; to sacrifice your self for a few moments of 'normality' when we don't even know what that is?

#mentalhealth #rattlesnake #cyanide #sabreli #goinggoinggone