He’s alone.
No one to run to.
He shoots up one more;
Maybe his last.
Death.
Death.
DEATH!
But no.
There is still air.
“You can quit anytime you want.”
“I really don’t care anymore.”
His thoughts are his only friend.
She came into his life suddenly.
Just like the drug,
But unlike the drug,
She stayed.
Life.
Life.
LIFE!
Yes, she is his life.
“I’ve found a better drug.”
She was his recovery from death.