On the rare occasion that I send out a cry for help,

He is there for me.

When I feel like I cannot overcome my struggles, or  I 

feel as if I cannot remove the stress on my own, or I Am 

feeling helpless and alone,

he is my pharmacon. And

I know that He can efface my worries, Because he

kisses my lips and the adrenaline makes my mind numb; He is

always here in a moment's time, and his convenience has consumed me, slowly.

And I want more of him, because he is my hero. He is killing

my problems for me.

( Read the last word in each line)