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.