Dating : My Heroin

Dark rays of moonlight overflowing through the window on my bed, closed eyes embracing my pillow this mind of mine however astray torturing nothing new, mistakes the ones I allow to happen. The hedonistic layered mind obliterating impulse. Let’s disassociate die again whispers gently thinking my drug of choice for this time, the heroin days come back to me again after all those years lacking that shit in my veins ignoring it tried closing my eyes the sadistic side took over vindictive occupied finding the best way to make him suffer

Fuck fuck I ended up in this darkness again pitch black is nothing compared to, this one takes over my life controls me like a lifeless puppet “My Bunny” echoed corridoring the depths of my mind, why bother such a magnificent creature with worries that are mine? But that bother masked vulnerability showing her this dark side no she’ll stop being fond of you, you’ ll lose her cunt don’t do it blasting my skull echoing again. This need of inflicting pain she must know of, fuck this shit I’m done with old narratives, raw expressing to her “Yes it’s this dark side of myself that I fear of not being able to control, I know it very well there’s no way stopping it when I’ m there. I have to admit. Bunny I’m afraid that if I see him again I will not be able to contain myself and it’s messing with my head” why let go of this feeling when he deserves it i say to myself.

Her heart shaped lips utter the words of compassion and understanding “It’s hard not to be aggressive when you feel this kind of emotion but you have to be the better person here” those words reminded me of the piercing sensation of my heroin needle in my veins fist in my right arm then reaching the hearth being pumped into the brain ahh that nostalgic dark soothing feeling heroin carries.

The only one in my existence so powerful delicately raw took it away from me, none could do it, many tried only my heroine succeeded, she was able to take it away just uttering words from her heart shaped lips…