hes got a love for me stronger than codeine 
hes addicted im his high
we **** on the floor
emergency trips or as we call “dates”to the hospital
riding in the ambulance holding hands on the stretcher
they keep giving me more pills
driving gas station to has station
stomachs full of cheap liquor and candy
they say your first love is like your first ******
unforgettable 
but im with daddy now
making out in a beat up car
drawing little angels on the foggy glass
drink away the pain like a pretty alcoholic barbie
love is tearing out each others throats with your teeth
we are waist deep in our blood and ***
I have honey in my fists

glittering snow blanketing road ****
sit in front of the television
lick the cable static
it’s cold
you’re under my finger nails along with pill dust
you told me not to name the trapped wasps in between the windows
but i did it anyway
I gave myself stitches so you wouldn’t have to drive me to the hospital
my DNA would have leaked all over your car seats
I’m sorry I’m a cigarette burn in your clothes
I’m sorry ambulance sirens are my lulls

I don't know you like I used to
Dove grey haze settles
In the air, swirling slide shows between us
I catch moonlit glances of your fevered advances
Stretching the fine edge of breaking free
You shutter me
Soft light bubbles pop against the backdrop
A sudden urge to laugh rises
The heavy burden of loss carried deep
This surface isn't what it used to be
I am not the same old me

We shall try when the time comes
To find the woman who cries
For space that knows her
In electric currents,

Counting each bird that
Sings to greet us, She cannot
acknowledge the slightest skyline
Though the city shivers within

Goodnight my love,
Even though the moon's
Greeting comes
to separate us,
I will always love you.
Our bond that was
Formed by Fate
Can never be broken
Because with each
Setting sun
You enter
My dawdling mind
And my heart begins
To sing songs
Like the birds of
early morn

Half way down in the dumps
Nearly in the gutter inches from the footpath
If I wished to stretch my fingers
Maybe I could help myself.
Instead, I stay, a stray at the side of the road
Laying low from you, happy to be rid of me
To spend our nights alone.