my arm is throbbing
the blood, waiting.
it's a bird in the winter.
my heart is pounding
waiting for that rush,
one piercing touch...
i swallow the guilt.
one way in, no way out.
pick it up, with my shaking hand
breathe it all in.
exhale it all out.
its magical, a beautiful thing
how something so horrid can become so legit.
a neccessity.
like you.
it soaks in my veins.
they are exhausted.
sparks travel through my brain.
im in love, this is insane.
im in love with you and this vein.
Please tell me what you think
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very nice
I love this. It sounds so chaotic, which is what I would imagine this feeling to be like. I had a friend of mine who shot up all the time, and I've always wondered what kind of emotions were traveling through his head while he did it. You seem to portray it well here. I love the ending two lines the most though. They're so simple yet you couldn't leave them out, it wouldn't be the same. Great write.
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