I Wrote This Instead of Screaming

You leaned in close, I couldn't breathe, 
golden words dripping over me. 
You dragged me closer, I couldn't resist, 
I needed more with every hit. 

Your sugar burned, it made me blind, 
I lost control, I crossed the line. 
Every red flag faded to black,
and I was never coming back. 

Sweetness pulled me under, 
sugar laced with pain. 
Golden on my tongue,
venom in the vein. 
You were poison in the honey,
and I drank it anyway. 

The glass was tipped beside the bed,
your shadow played inside my head. 
I traced the cracks along the wall, 
pretending I survived it all. 

Your sugar high has left me numb,
the damage done, I can't outrun. 
Every red flag turned to ash,
and still I went on chasing that -

Sweetness pulled me under, 
sugar laced with pain. 
Golden on my tongue,
venom in the vein. 
You were poison in the honey,
and I drank it anyway. 

I kept the glass you left behind,
sugar-stained and spiderlined. 
There's still a ring where the honey dried -
gold and sick at the same time. 

The sweetness lingered,
but the warmth decayed. 
I held the aftertaste 
like it could save. 
But nothing survived -
just sugar and shame. 

Sweetness pulled me under, 
sugar laced with pain. 
Golden on my tongue,
venom in the vein. 
You were poison in the honey,
and I drank it anyway. 

The sweetness lingered,
the warmth decayed...
Nothing survived,
just sugar and shame.