You are my narcotic-
........beautiful and addicting
with your words
........the needle in my arm
........keeping me down
........clouding my clarity

although clearly intended for another
they coarse through mybodymymindmysoul
taking over
    melting my skin
 until naught but you and I remain.


Fuck everything else-

........You're all I want.





...and then you're gone.
Vanished.
Residing only in my mind
my dreams
the part of me I hate.

How do I mourn for this?

........I am your junkie.



And oh, god, I fucking miss you.


I NEED YOU

I'll quit my life for one more taste
........one touch
........one line

I'll give it all up for you.



...........just don't leave it like this...













Countless sunsets pass
till I think I'm better off without you

and suddenly ...you're back-
pen in hand-
poison for my veins-
ready to kill me just a bit more.


I can't play this game anymore.
This
on again off again back and forth and here and gone and I can't breathe with your hands around
my throat.




........I want to quit you.

..make you just a fond memory
I recall now and again

As opposed to an inherent factor
always at the tip of my tongue.


I'd throw my hands in the air
if my arms weren't so tired
with the weight of my sins...


I give up. I surrender. It is over. I am done.

I am closing this door and
giving someone else the key.


........Stop.


I will kick this habit if it kills me.









I quit you.

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