A Legal Drug

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I thrive on intimacy

Soft touch

Now that it is gone

I feel empty

Worthless

Numb

Like there is nothing

Like I am nothing

 

I feel like the source that fed me has ran out and I am

merely existing

in this world

A hallowed shell

Of what once was

 

People replenish that hole

Love from another fills it

Keeps me running

 

But when they are gone

And the infatuation and lust is no longer

Where does that leave me?

What’s next?

What will keep my lunges from collapsing in,

My heart from pumping its last circuit of blood

 

I am empty

Broken

Lost. 

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