Tuesday, March 20, 2007

The Addict's Lament

The piercing needle pricks
On pretence of providing joy
The fire rampages, tricks
Goes up the vein I enjoy
Visions unseen, hallucinations
And roam in my own creations

I kill myself for my joy
On a potent poison I thrive
Unlike men who others destroy
Spill blood, kill and burn alive
Why then am I kicked?
Just ‘cause I am an addict!

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