my stuff is like stuff

my blood is like metal surrounding my bones. my spit is like poison corroding my throat. my breath is like viruses growing inside. my thoughts are like oceans of cranial tides. my words are like glass as they rip out your brain. my song is like sulfur, it soothes you from pain. my lips are like razors your neck slit in strips. my gaze is like water, like poison it drips.