Love will always be but a complicated high,
But a lovely euphorical and addicting ******,
Oh so lovely and blissful you want at all cost,
Never seeing the real problem,
But when it finally hits you like knife to the gut,
You bleed out your essence of life and ability.

I just want to be carried by this deadly lethal high that it gives,
But at what cost only my life,
I can give that up and it will simply be gone,
Like an addicts money and pride,
I will disappear socially as if my friends left me,
But in painful truth i left them all behind.

I want to be wanted, i want to be the addiction,
Not just the addict but its not so simple ,
As it makes you feel good its just using you,
Like the ***** uses money slowly ******* you away,
It keeps you alive by draining your life you make it wanted,
You make it exist, as it makes you slip away,
To a cold dark world that seems like home away from worry,
The real worry is the only thing left in life,
The cold serpent slithering in your veins,
Suffocating your heart in the numbest pain possible.