Love Drug
A little drunk on love
Undoubtedly tipsy with hate
It's what they call a "vicious circle"
The game spins around faster than a carousel
Where you are either blessed by God or condemned to hell
Does the love drug bid me well?
Deep inside my turmoiled state of mind
Glimpses of long abandoned fantasies aren't hard to find
A little high on love
Undoubtedly low with hate
It's what they call an "optical allusion"
Obvious visions with extra infused confusion
Demon or angel, whatever my divine spirit
My obsessions and despise are both insatiable, most do not wish to be near it
A little overdosed with love
Undoubtedly infected with hate
It's what they call a "double-edged sword"
My heart and my sanity are yours, objects through which my tears have poured
Embraced by your touch, my anger set alight by your "have to get me some" kissing
After you slander, abuse, and kill my fate, it's me you'll be missing
A little dramatic with love
Undoubtedly depressed with hate
It's what they call "young love"
The heart-wrenching relationship that crashes and burns from above
You are my fatal flaw
But the line to stop it is what I can't seem to draw
Are you my golden tragic hero,
Or my dark mythic super-zero?
Of course all your lies must be a dream
Stuck in this poison, reality can't seem
Real
This sticky film of longing is what I can't repeal
Scars gouged deep into my heart can't seem to heal
Have you come to save me, to take me away,
Or be my cause of concern day after day?
A little drunk on love
Undoubtedly tipsy with hate
It's what they call a "hit or miss"
The game spins around faster than light
Ice and fire, red or white
It appears I'm stuck in hell tonight
Did the love drug bid me well,
Or is this just some twisted archangel spell?
Capturing free will I sit in confinement
Pondering all my life's worthwhile hours spent
Lusting over the male version of which some have called "Lenore"
But through these acts my egotistical spirit of him is "nevermore"
Peering through the slits of eyelids
Hiding my self-denial in cracks of walls
Every day I wait is a fail, as I tally my downfalls
When I take a breath there is that sudden silence as I release the pain
As I shudder reminiscing my idiocy as I think of what I might gain
From this delirious dilemma of an experience
You are my fatal flaw
Yet the lifeline on which I incessantly gnaw
Completely binged on love
Utterly maddened with hate
It's what they call "psychopathic"
The game leads me into ordeals that I can't seem to flee
Locked behind mental blocks as I go blind
As I let go of my conscience and mute my mind
Wishing I could follow my heart
But it is met at an intersection where five streets part
Stuck inside this body, with too many complications inside
How I ponder releasing myself and washing away with the tide
Let me surface on a distant shore where no one speaks my name
And where I can escape the sick effects of this cruel love drug game
It's what they call a "new beginning"
But I'm still stuck in this ancient sorrowful story overstuffed with my own sinning
For every beginning is an ending
I suppose this lame story needs some mending
Someone needs to fix the stitch of this story time tale
Someone to halt the forest fire of ruin that may occur, should the love drug prevail
Therefore I rid myself of the male version which some have called "Lenore"
And like the ravens does my want of him soar into the ocean "nevermore"
Until I find another
With such a worthy name
He whom stays completely clean
From the love drug, I myself, have an addiction to that is quite obscene
It is from this significant other that I learned to step away
From the demonic pleads of love drug needs
So that with him I may stay
And render the same euphoria
With a clear and conscious head
So that I might sleep well tonight
And forget what the love drug said
But…did the love drug…
Bid me well?
poem by Gabrielle Fleming
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