It burns as it grows
Starting at the lips, corroding a salivating tongue
Gasping for air as it flows down a torn throat
Crawling over protruding tips of collar bone

Flooding the veins that bleed to my heart
Stopping like a brick; heavy and cold
It points and aims to crush with a fist
Vanishing the tick and concaving my lungs

It burnt for a bit, then spread like a flame
Piercing my soul and you are to blame