My Drug Of Choice

A poem about the greatest drug in my world...

Vulnerable to my drug of choice;

I see it sitting there in front of me-

Looking at me.

I get up and walk away, I feel it following me.

 

I run back to it; it sends me high,

High to an atmosphere nonexistent to mankind.

Feel the drug run through my body,

Making me so hot.

 

I fall back on my pillows no longer

A part of society.

“I have to quit!” I tell myself.

I get up and move my drug to the trash can.

 

I walk to the kitchen, it’s there,

I walk to my bedroom, it’s there.

I walk to the bathroom, it’s there.

 

My mind wants to be left alone,

But my body wants this relationship

To last forever.

 

I can taste it on the underside of my tongue;

Smell it through my burning nose.

I cannot resist the temptation that this

Drug has put upon me.

 

I sit indian-style on my bed looking at it;

Trying to read it.

It looks back; becoming an

Intrinsic version of myself.

 

I can’t keep succumbing to its hold

It has on me.

Apprehensive about rehabilitation;

Knowing I’m just going to relapse

Once I’m back in its presence.

 

I try to find fallacies in its reasons

To keeping a chain hold on me;

Have yet to find one.

 

Yet it continues to feed me logical

Reasons on why I can’t be without it.

Once again, I’m seduced into its

Everlasting love for me.

 

The hot rush creeps up my body;

Up, up from my toes to my calves.

Up, up to my thighs-

Up, up to my navel-

Up, up to my neck.

 

Never had a feeling so overwhelming

As this drug’s high.

I cannot part from it.

No never!

My man is some drug huh?

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Author's Note

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Reviews

[Sharon L.H. Kelly]

Whoa...surprise ending! Well done!

[Lee Foreman]

Thanks, glad you enjoyed it!!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

And I can't even give up coffee. (laughing) A writer needs to have passion and you express that well here.

[Coyote Poetry]

A positive poem for love. Good to have great desire for the one we love. I like the flow of thoughts and the happy ending. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Trace]

I have been told I have that effect on women too. Good for you and the one you love. Fun write. trace