A Chapter by Chaotica

Inject me like a needle pushed into your arm;
straight into the vein.


I'm a f*****g drug, baby,
but you've never been this high before.
You don't see rainbows and flowers;
you see nothing at all when you're fucked off me.


You're weak when sedused by me,
I drain you dry, I drain you clean.
Just floating in a limbo, neither hell or heaven.
It's a feeling to die for.


And would you die for me, baby?
Would you stick me in your heart
and twist me around inside?
Would you push me into your eyes
and be blissfully blind to life?


Inject me with a needle straight into your vein.
And by the time you overdose, you won't feel the pain.

© 2009 Chaotica

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Oooh nice use of metaphors...reminds me of a poem i wrote about someone being my drug/high...nice i can relate!!!=)

Posted 11 Years Ago

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I like the metaphor. This is a different view on the pains of love. Congrats!!! Excellent!

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Added on April 2, 2009
Last Updated on May 6, 2009



Where ever i go., Canada

i don't care for grammar. i like to swear. i jump around. my thoughts don't like to stay on the same track. I'm brutally depressing, ridiculously repetitive, surprisingly pretty good with words... more..


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