The bitter-sweet reality of love

The bitter-sweet reality of love

A Poem by AustinDanielSmith

My dearest, 
Your beauty is as captivating, 
As staring into a poppy field, 
It is bliss, 
Just as the feeling of opium it's self, 
The feeling of which I posses is quite similar, 
To addiction. 
However, with time, like morphine,
I have needed so much of you, 
That it has began to destroy me,  
I'm sorry to say, 
You no longer get me high,
Yet I need you to function, 
The love that once was, 
Has become a nightmare, 
The rush once obtained from the needle in my arm, 
Is now a burden,
For I can't even find a vein,
Just as the rush I once had from making love to you, 
In a candle lit room, 
Have now become screams, 
Echoing through your apartment, 
The candles have melted, 
And I need rehabilitation, 
Goodbye, forever, 
My dearest.

© 2017 AustinDanielSmith

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Added on January 11, 2017
Last Updated on January 11, 2017
Tags: Drugs, Heroin, Morphine, Love



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