Venomous Secrets

I would watch other kids play with their cousins While my own cousin played with nothing but poison. She would try to make me play with her too, she just called them "special hugs" Her words filled my brain like venomous air Filled my lungs Her touch felt like acid burning through my skin I would beg her to stop but she was the embodiment of sin. "this is my favorite game, I still want to play." She would beg to continue and always get her way. Everytime I told her I didn't want to play, she would point at my sister. "I guess she will do then.." she would say as she gripped her I wouldn't allow my sister to be near this toxic waste So I would always step in and take my sisters place. And again her contaminated hands fell on my body I sobbed as she said "This is our little secret, you can't tell anybody." I always felt so trapped as her cancerous voice played my head "This is a secret, one to keep until you're dead."