My high

I really had high hopes for us like i was on drugs. You were my high, i didn’t mind the addiction, my favourite kind of drug. I thought we had forever; you gave me good moments, even if we were miserable most times, i still wanted a lie to hold onto.
Now all i have is sadness feeding into my soul and i can feel those demons in my bones..
I got addicted to drugs not meant for my bloodstream, drugs i couldn’t afford and somehow cannot do without, i needed that constant supply, that high you gave.  
I let you imprint on my soul. Now all i am is a crumpled mess, blue blood in my veins, shattered soul, an addict with no hope of recovery. Why did you get me hooked on you? Why did i let you become the air i needed to breathe?
And now that you’re gone, where does that leave me?      

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