So pure, so mysterious
He stares at me from across the room
The toxic air, it lurks
Like fog on a winters morning
It poisons our minds,
His eyes, they pierce my soul
As they dilate I feel a puncture in the pit of my stomach
It wasn't the scent
It wasn't the taste
It wasn't the hallucinating sounds
It was the uncanny sense of desire
Which we shared between our intoxicated bodies
He grinned a smug grin
And approached me closer
Both palms on my face
As he scratched his nails down gently.
He held my chin softly
And as he exhaled the shit ridden smoke
I inhaled it like it was my last breath.
Who knew that drugs, could help fufill the missing part of me.
It was always him
And my shit-stained lungs finally taught me that.
A dizzy spell came over me
The colours faded out
When a black darkness settled in
I was gone without a doubt
But as I came around there he was,
His girl around his arm
Maybe he forgot everything
Maybe I dreamt it all
I remained to stay calm
He said...
'Good night?'
I said,
'Yes'
He demanded the money for the pot.
That's when I figured
It's true what they say
Love has a price
Even love that is soon forgot.
Love, the drug.
