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Intoxication: Relapse

Posted by Dash on

Stay away I tell myself, but I miss the feel.
I love, I crave.
The sickening addiction I can’t escape.
Helpless, and a slave.

Intoxication.

Through my veins, into my soul.
Clear my mind, and take me whole.
Melt my pain with numbing flow.

Intoxication.

Every hit I feel freed, and chained down as I bleed.
I hate what this does.
But for more, I beg, I plead.

Intoxication consuming me.

There, and back, and back, and back again.
Repetition is comforting, the habit consoling.
But poisons break me down.

Intoxication.

I’m shaking in, all the way to the bone.
Withdrawal leaves wanting, and wanting again.
For the next, I need, I desire.

Intoxication burns like fire.

Filled with lust, disgusting hunger.
Stealing, taking, the things not mine.
Thrown away to quell my want.

Intoxication, I’m suffering.

The Lone Star

Posted by Dash on

Distant, the faintest sound.
Alone, and away from the crowd.
Tears stain these sunken cheeks.
Sanity slips, madness peaks.
Starved, and deprived.
A husk left where life thrived.
The star of my galaxy, burned out and dead.
The black hole, the pit of the void left in it’s place consumes all.
Ripping, and tearing even light from the cosmos.
Darkness.
My end all, be all.
My King, my, Lord, and my God.
The warm embrace at night.
The faint comforting words that set me to sleep.
The failed remedy to scars etched deep.
The darkness looms, and is all that stays.
The loyal one in a world of many strays.
Hello darkness, my old friend.
The one I turn to when good things end.
Or rather the one I am forced to greet.
No matter where I run, it’s you I meet.
No arms to hold me tight, to shun the dark, and keep the light.
Distant, the faintest sound.
Alone, and away from the crowd.
The only other star in the galaxy, burned out and dead.
Leaving my weak light behind instead.