It hurts
Once you're completely down
From the high
Once you've ran out of whiskey
When all those wonderful colors and thoughts
Disappear
And you wake up in your bed
The same clothes you had on
Four days ago
And you realize
That your demons still follow you around
You just didn't notice them
For the past few days
Because instead of fearing them
You gave into them
And it wasn't scary
It was bliss