Questioning Me

Why me?
I stumbled upon you through simple curiosity
In a field I was a child
There you stood, a monstrous ant pile
Unsuspecting, I got bitten
Pain behind every word I've written
Your poison got under my skin
And ever since, that's where its been
It stayed and snuck into my fragile veins
What's worse;
A week's bruise or a year's pain?