the addict i know

nothing was ever enough, she couldn’t ever quite catch it,

beer, weed, wine…… not strong enough, not cool enough

then the powder, crystal and pills floated into her stream making her world better

better during those moments when her curse and chemicals mixed into her emptiness, her special, paralytic bliss

I should have known, signs crashing into my face with each day more distant than the next

I should have cared more, but my id was fucking strong, latching on to every desire except her

she kept the routine, while I slept, each of us peaceful farther apart

a deeper sleep for me

a constant torment for her

I left her 8 years ago

but I’m afraid the haunt will never end



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