Your Dark Poison

Your dark utterances make my mind swirl in toil,
These words you have spoken force me to burn midnight oil.
"How can such darkness," I cry "fill a persons soul?"
"That they make an acidic poison in my heart leaving a hole?"
Your darkened soul is what compels me to feel this,
So much that it feels as if I were in dismal bliss.
I see you, writhing in silent agony eating at your heart,
In torment you reside as it tears your skull apart.
I wish to tear from this empty carcass my very own flesh,
It's as if our souls wish us to mesh.
The love I carry for you urges me to share in your sorrow,
I only hope you may have a brighter day on the 'morrow.
Such hope is made in vain as I see you suffer day by day,
How oft I wish to comfort your weary soul and wisk the pain away.
I must find a cure for your dark poison with haste,
For if I don't...
All this pain has been a waste...