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Drugs.
I've felt the pinch of a needle,
Putting enthralling drugs seemed to be fatal.
A cigarette used to always sit,
Sit on the very edge of my lips.
The smoke would waft up into my nose,
And my relief was clear and surely showed.
I used to be totally addicted,
Taking and popping loads of perscriptions.
These past few years, it seems,
My addictions vanished at the seams.
There is only one drug left inside of me,
And this particular addiction allows me to see.
It expands my lungs,
Melodic is my voice and every song I sung.
It strengthens my heart,
Never have I been able to run this far.
It clears my mind.
I don't think I've ever felt this kind.
The past doesn't haunt me as it should,
Because my drug has helped me more than anything could.
It honestly shouldn't be that hard to see,
The drug is your essence inside of me.
