LoveA Poem by nickchidiac
Despite my overwhelming use of self-medication,
However constant and seemingly life-affirming it may be,
It bears no candle to the affect you have on me,
One small fix of you and I find myself stuck
Pining for the use of my lower mandible as my face
Swallows itself in a numbness that
My mere drugs and occasional alcohol could never hope to provide.
One glance across the networking ballroom
And I am sent into a shiver of overly-thoughtful emotion.
The simple sight of you makes
The hair on my severely underused jimmies stand on end.
I can only imagine the incredible potency your taste would
Shock my body and mind with.
Your toxicity may just be too much to handle
And maybe, just maybe,
This is the reason I so lack the courage to make you mine.
You’re a drug.
One that is filthy and horrible,
Yet so amazing that it has caused many to kill in your name.
But even with all of the side affects and
The intensely acrobatic high-wire act I must use to get my hands on
I am forever hooked
And would spend the rest of my life
Without my beloved ‘illegal’ drugs
For just one more taste of you.
© 2010 nickchidiac
Shelved in 2 LibrariesAdded on August 1, 2010
Last Updated on August 1, 2010
AboutHey my name is Nick. I'm 20 and I like to write. Music is a huge influence in my life and my ipod has 12,000 great songs and is pretty much my prized possession. I write what I feel and that is someti.. more..
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