When love doesn’t love you back…

I’m high of the drug that was immobilized.
The insatiable desire to get the
proper equipment
And as I obtain the belt and needle, you commence in draining me.
You fill me up with your dystopia.

See you severed my ability to be weaned off of your narcotic.
and my behavior is erratic when I can’t even get a whiff of you.

So in this dark corner of the world I’m searching aimlessly for you but you are nowhere to be found.

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