My Drug Of Choice

Just putting some poetry out there for yall to see Rate me and feel free to give advice

She is
a drug IT
is a
Drug
Of a different sort
A strong drug
Potent.
In a class of its own.
Nothing you could ever
Buy
Nothing you could ever
Create
Nothing your friends could ever
Persuade you To take


And it rattles
Your skull
She rattles your Skull
Taking hold of your brain
Compelling you
To think, contemplate and anaylize
With a blissful
Dominance

You Keep taking it .
Over and
Over.
Hooked.
Fixated Because
You know its Right
Just
And Literal
Allowing your Mental
To modify itself
At a
Lackadaisical
Unnoticed Pace..

It is
Brutally
Honest.
It tells you
What it thinks
Wanting to know
What you Think
And
Why?

Its Engulfs your whole Body
Filling Every
SINGle
Pore
IT makes you Feel.
It Makes you
Feel
Things you’ve wished
You felt all along

Is this
Addiction?
You don’t know addiction.
Craving. No Physical
Caring. Yes
Dependence No
Independence
Yes


This is
A form of
The Drug
That
Will have a profound
Metamorphose
On So Many
Lucky Lives

Thank You.
So Many Times.
For
Your Love