I indulged myself, once again, into Rehab...
This substance is addictive. I keep a life of solitude...seldomly sleeping (at a reasonable hour)
My every step is taken towards attaining more of this vicious venom... That green elixir that makes me come to life...
I have neglected every other thing, to make this my everything.
8 months, 240 days, have I been hooked up to this never ending vice.
I need more... More of this drug, this vivacious medicine... root of my pleasures, hunter of my dreams...
Moon after moon, I submerge in this self induced trance, waiting for the sweet taste of it. This hypersensible experience, where the heart races, the breath is shortened and pupils widen...
Adrenaline Rushes as soon as it is time, endorphins go flying a thousand at a time...This mephitic sentiment has me wanting more at a time, bordering an overdose... Threatening life as I know it, more than it already has...
The danger of it, is not the essence itself, but the constant compulsion and demand that make it highly risky... My future is endangered...
It is of an impracticable nature, letting go of this narcotic... It has become of my own nature...
When did I first try it?
Hard to tell...
I don't know it it was when I first laid eyes on it, or when those eyes were first laid on me...
When did I become addicted to them?
The moment he kissed me for the very fist time...
