amendandrevise

Oh, the minutes turn to hours way too soon tonight.

I'll pollute my insides quicker than I will my living quarters, twisted logic but it's true. Uniformed, I open you up as only an addict would. Side by side, crammed, you all taste the same. Traveling a path that leads to momentary relief - you will one day haunt my very existence, I know it. A decision to consciously end myself... willingly, slowly & systematically through habit. A social connection and proprietor of intellectualism and conversation - but nay, I'm by myself in a hoodie and my PJ's and the only company I have is the frigid air that enters my lungs, accompanying your thousand poisons.

I'm so sorry to say I need you.