Withdrawal...

 

oblivious to my dependency until you suddenly ran out:

forced into detox.

mentally rocking…

back and forth…

settled in a bed made up of beautiful lies…

every inch of me writhes…

itching in places impossible to scratch…

miserable i am and yet,

still feigning for just a taste of your… venom.

distorted images of your smile taunt my sleep…

so i puff nicotine…

watching as smoke rises into the wee hours.

i begin to shiver as sadness overwhelms me… im so cold!

so i wrap myself in warm dreams of moving on…

without you.

the shame of my naivety makes me nauseas…

the weight of this reality weakens me,

i can only stand to my knees…

doubled over, violently throwing up plates of trickery and deceit.

im dizzy with remembrance...

the mere sight of you and my veins would stand lustfully at attention…

arms outstretched…blood flow screaming for your piercing conviction.

so addictive were the phrases you would utter to me…

i lust for your poisoness whispers…

even as my ears bleed.

a true poet you are indeed.

perhaps… your only genuine quality.

poetry you learned… was my ultimate psychedelic…

so you would f**k me… gingerly… with long stroking stanzas…

and I would cum obediently, over and over again.

grief consumes me, i’m in agony!

alone…with the curtains drawn… the t.v. watches me…

negligent to all else… my voicemail records number 33…

 

i’m withdrawing from my addiction…

cleansing myself of the cunning illusion…

 you painted of you…

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