Genocidal Chemical Desire

I can feel the heat of your poison.

The comfort it provides breaks its promise.

Before the chemical can sustain the lie.

The void that has been created

That fills the place, joy once occupied.

Is the darkness, that you will find me in.

Shackled by the poison that flows through my veins

Something I cannot explain in words

Fills me with rage, and its familiar taste

Takes me back to the fevered haze

That fills the most empty of places

When I fight in vein to stop this fate

From stripping my world away

For just one more genocidal chemical fix

To fulfill my chemical desires.

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