Crystaline

Perhaps if you didn’t

Do those drugs

Date people addicted to drugs

Consume and fall into the trap

that consumes you even more

Keeping you awake well into all hours of the night and day

Perhaps if you; Got some sleep

Dreaming has a way of keeping you sane

there are simple things that bind us to this reality

the things that are so captivatingly important

Are consuming you

They grind you into something else

Transforming you into a kind of creature that

Cannot see it’s own reflection.

It’s like watching a tragic pantheon unfold before me

And I cannot look away, and I am bound to observe

Can you not see?! This substance and I we are enemies.

This drug has dissolved lovers right in my hands

This drug has flipped cars, murdered children, destroyed hope

this drug is condensed heartache

it is a fire that burns this reality

there is no way of touching it without consequence

and yet, I imagine little event horizons tearing into our worlds

because in your world there seems to be no word for “addiction”