Black Poetry : High Off Him

[Roxanne]

One taste of his tongue
I was undone
Sprung
Numb
Like uncut cocaine
Pushed my sleeves up
To let him in
Like Straight shoot
Heroin to vein
My last nerve
Reserved
I craved him
Deep within
Buggin wide eye
Like crack fiend
Looking
Longing
For my next cum up
Tried others
But he my drug of choice
My jones
For him alone
Habitual Rehab detox
Can't stay clean nor sober
Drunk off his intoxicating believable bullsh&t
Got me Hungover
He stole
Time
He took
My love
He lied
Got caught
We fought
Nobody won
When it was all said and done
I should of known to run
He slang "I'm sorry Baby"
Like grams off a kilo brick
I must be Jesus
Forgiving Judas
I was a hype
Chasing his high
Like tightly packed
Meth pipe
Shaking from withdrawals
I scanned streets
Called so called connects
Got gaffled
Took slow drags of him often
Held him like the kind bud
Smoke in my chest
Chasing that first high he gave me
Chasing that first eyes rolled back
Chasing that first warm all over
Chasing that first mind blown wow
Chasing something that I loved, but never loved me back
He was like my dealer and my drug
I was addicted to his smack
Leaving heartache
Like hyperdemic needle tracks
Swear i felt like I had been popping Mollies with shots of Hennessy
Back to back
He my LSD
I hallucinate we in love
We in something
He my painkiller
But see he be killing me softly
Its why Im in pain
And he the only remedy
This relationship is loaded
Too many cold turkey kicking
Leading to too many soon relaspes
Nostrils flared
Me with my sleeves pulled up
Slapping my viens
To find a good one
Please let me find a good one
The faithful one was never faithful
I refuse to be Dopesick again
I will need a fix soon
Maybe change my drug of choice
He my HA
Him Anonymous
But I'm no quitter
Addicted to Him
He my Thirteenth Step
God grant me the serenity
There is no wisdom here
When it comes to him
Just
Say
No...
Doesn't work