Addiction

He was the smoke that my lungs breathed,

He was the dried wine who kept me alive,

He was the drug that pleasured every cell,

And I was the stone that sank in him. 

My heart's screams went unheard,

My soul's conscience went unnoticed,

My blood's gush went a mile, 

And my fate played its game. 

I didn't need any drug to plague my life, 

But he is the drug that still keeps me addicted to him.