poison

poison was let in.
somehow, this seeping death found a way into their hearts and then trickled down into our just forming baby limbs, so young and fragile in there. we were young then and didn't have a care in the world. none of this hate and not at all the despair that echoes in the chambers of our hearts instead of where compassion would've been.
someone must have left the trapped door of happiness open. enough to slowly let what was left inside them flow out like their judgment does upon paradise. so free and unrestricted, flowing hate. they can fill all the oceans ever made.
when we came out from inside them, they slapped us so that we'd know everything that was wrong in the world in one painful moment of confusion. this is life, slap, enjoy the hell of it. this is our love, we will give you nothing of it but red and black until you are so far away from what could be beautiful that you can't see what love is anymore and all you can do is want more and more because it's all you know.
poison was let in.
and now it's too late to recreate what paradise could've been.