Addiction
You pop pills
They popped you
You drained bottles
They drained you
You lit up
They lit you
You shot up
They shot you
And now you're gone
Every part of you, not just the addict
But the love of my life
The girl who loved the sky and had the ocean in her eyes
The girl who played me songs on late night drives and read books I loved so we had more to talk about
The girl who loved every part of me when I couldn't
And now you're gone
Laying in a casket, red eyes closed, bruised arms covered, pink cheeks pale
Everyone cries politely giving your family their condolences while I shatter
Heartbreak is an understatement
I am destroyed, dismayed, and discombobulated
Over the course of that week my heart went through so much that I pleaded my heart strings would snap and it could be over
But here I stand
The living dead
Suffering and surviving all at once
Addiction kills more than the addict
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