• I think you become my drug for even at night I begin to wonder ways for getting some of your relief. I try to stop myself but I find myself in a black hole wanting you, and as a savior you appear and help me. At times I feel you’re my Lucifer’s angel. Inside I feel your just you, slowly but surely you become part of me even when you don’t notice it, I do. I try to keep myself close but you end up opening me up as simple as placing the right key on the hole. Why must you be the drug? Why did life place us into this situation…? At times I wish for things to have gone different but you never know, so wish me luck in my future for I won’t have you as my drug but I know I can still count on you.