adDICTIONS IN cOILS

This piece is meant to be an unusual perspective on addictions and what is viewed as one.

Crack it open and suck it up, 
isn't that what it's all about?
Okay, I am addicted, there is no doubt.
I Inject for the effect of soothing the need 
for blurring scarlet like speed.
Burn it up to set me free, 
it'll take me away from all this misery.

It's like medicine that puts me at ease 
when I'm plagued throughout.
It's a disease...
yet I fear running out.

For so long there were so few cures and it took so many years.
It's the tree in the forest and yes... 
no one hears.
I can burn it all away, in just one day. 
But what a waste, 
lord knows I have now developed a refined taste.

I need it and I'm not the only one, 
but what will I do when the source is done?
I'll wage a war to quench my thirst!
If it should come to that,
the only question is... 
who dies first?

Guilty of over indulgence, 
and the lengths I'll go to make no sense.
So many other choices to get me through the day... 
but as always I am set in my ways.

I am caught in this addiction's coils...

What's life without my oil?

Author's Note

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