I embraced the sensation filling my body,
That euphoria of pleasure running through me,
The realization that this isn’t reality,
Once again lost in a fairy tale fantasy,
So clear minded it could almost be sobriety,
But it’s so far from a perfect dream,
These unwanted urges and hated needs,
Hoping it’s hidden for no one else to see,
Without the potion I will never be pleased,
A taste on the tongue and I’m being teased,
Call it an illness or even  a disease,
I hope one day my mind will rest free.