Because you are to me narcotic You’re slowly killing me with this lethargy I really need it to stop But I don’t want you to stop
But if you don’t go I know That my heart will surely stop
Because you are so narcotic Together we’re so lethargic And I’m begging you to stop Maybe we aren’t meant to be And you know you’re killing me But we both know that you aren’t gonna stop
My heartbeat is slowing now As the time has come We are joined now As I feel your apathy It has become my own And I can’t help But stop
I feel it in my veins It’s stopping all my pain But is this what you had wanted? I’ll be forever haunted The whispers in my blood are slowly dying out You should make this time truly count
For if you go My heart will surely stop
You are my narcotic You make my pain go away You dull the sharp edges You make the world blur You’re my narcotic And I don’t want you to stop.
I found this poem in an old notebook. No date, so I have no idea what spurred this on. Oops. It’s really weird.