He is my
Heroin
Sharp
Needle prick
Shot in
Craving veins
Tight rubber
Squeezing
Arms
From
Mind numbing
Bliss
To crumpled
Junkie
My
Addiction
Selling
My soul
My senses
For another
Fix
Just one more fix
The pain
Stripped
Peeled away
Flesh off
Of flesh
And re poured into
My pores
Every ounce
Hurts
Like orange
Napalm
I want
Heroin
To feel
Again
Recovery
Gnaws my
Chambers
Tearing heart
Muscle
To unconsciousness
My addiction
I am burning
White fire
On fire
He is
My heroin
1 comment:
VERY powerful!
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