one taste
craving creeping
for that sweetness
always hooked again
going either way
from 100 to 0
or 0 to 100
in 1 second flat
makes my mind so
far gone i just
gotta focus and
stay far away
from the sickest
and most precious
thing in my world
just tonight
one more
night
these sheets are
chains covering every
square inch, every
soul-fucking itch,
waking up if i slept
drenched in sweat
can’t stop the reach
for that special
something to ease
all my aching need
and feed all my shattered greed
light a thousand matches
and watch it cook in my head
and the anticipation is
always almost as good
as the fix every time
so my heart pounds hard
seeing it through closed eyes
hands and feet twisting
muscle tearing, cramping up
like some self-imposed
stigmata, the lowest
heathen ever made cuz
i’d sell my very soul and
anyone else’s i could steal
in this lowest shortest instant
for just one last taste
of all that bitter sweetness
that one taste that is
never enough
there isn’t the
torture in this
once and for all
a hundred thousand times
in my own head
to get rid of
this beast inside
that words like hunger
can only scratch the
pathetic surface of
it will never leave
not completely not
the rest of my life
it will haunt
it will follow
and keep me
on my guard
kickin’ it alone
is one singular test
and i’m jonesing
crazy bad for you
last thing you need to know
cuz it’s your fix,
your perfect poison,
that this is
nothing like that,
it just can’t compare,
like you finally said
whether you meant it or not
a day late or a dime-bag short,
sunshine, you were so right,
it doesn’t even come close…
