malevolentraven asked:


Methadone

You are my heroin
Quick wit stick like a needle in my arm
Boiled to a point of bubbling
Injected deep into my soul
Burning all the way through
I need a methadone
You are my heroin
You’ve left me twitching and tweaking
Begging for a fix
I’m turning all night
Sleep sleepless, rest full of unrest
I need a methadone
You are my heroin
I miss feeling
I scratch itches unsatisfied
Lives feeling unlinked
I miss touch
I need a methadone
You are my heroin
Feeling slow and low
Under and down
No high associated with this ride
I’m ready for the methadone.
who or what? a relationship that I am addicted to, and the possibilty that maybe I needed a distraction to help me figure out if the addiction was what I truly wanted. Thanks for the comments.

yours,
Malevolentraven

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