I consume this drug in my daily routine
I fall into a world of hallucinations that is not healthy for me
Making me follow an endless cycle of emotions
This poison is too much for my weak heart
all it could pump was poison now
not blood anymore
My heart would end up bursting not out of love,
but because it couldn’t handle the weight of reality
Drinking the poison just to die eventually for one person is the tragedy of living
I can’t resist consuming this drug, and it’s killing me
The presence is addicting.
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am still addicted, and it’s hurting me.
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