“See you tomorrow, Buddy!”

Love, Dad

Love
is a drug.
because
it can
**** you.
You can risk
everything for
Love.
Everything.

It will reduce you
to nothing.
It will make you forget
all your troubles.

No matter how
hard you try,
or how far
you run.
You will come hurtling back.

And you can
never
ever
have enough of it.

But
medicines are
Drugs too.
Love can cure you.
It makes you
whole.
Love will fix you.

Love is what makes
this life
worth living.

Love is a drug.
it can make you
or break you.
Just like everything else.

I write the unspeakable
I see letters capitalizing
the things I cannot say

To look at you and whisper
“I love you”
rises fear from
deep within my soul.

So like the rest of my fears
I wrote them down

Only this time,
I laid it in your hands.

It was the emergency room
He recognised them all
Some looked very happy
Some looked concerned
Some were crying
Some making prayerful gestures
But none looked like sugarman
He was too busy milking the
Lifeblood out of someone else

I am not sure how it really feels
To love someone with all your heart's got
I know what it's like to lose
The person you care about a lot

I have felt the bitter blade of lust
Rest softly against my collarbone
Witnessed blood run down my chest
You left me there alone

Gasping for air, victimized, sad
Trying desperately to gain back control
You swallowed the oxygen
Out of my very soul

Despite how hard I worked to breathe
Only strangled sighs bravely escaped
Changed the way I live my life
Sense of right and wrong you've shaped

You are a drug like ******
Injected into my veins
Attempt to still my addiction
This burning never wanes

It's painful
Not being able
To touch him
Bare fingertips
Eager to kiss him
Taking his essence
Tapping impatiently
Bidding time
So addicted to him
My drug
My necessity
My very base of existence...

Over stimulate
My nucleus accumbens
You're my drug of choice

I held onto you
for as long as I could
It doesn’t last long
When you live in the hood

Came from the sticks
I came from the woods
Rolling ******
Down the backroads
Of these backwoods
Rolling up backwoods
Bumping Rolling Stones
I never was that good

Of keeping within reach
Of the ones closest to me
Sometimes feel
Like I wish I didn’t have to
Feel at all

Had a ball
It didn’t last too long
Xanax and Adderall
Falling down the hall

But you were always there
To pick me up