Your My Heroin Poem by Justin Evett

You bring me up then let me fall,
and just like that its over.
All the pain and all the sorrow slowly returns.
I wish it could stay this way,
that emotionless state just lying there
easily forgetting about life and the world.
I thought it wasn't asking much
to go on faking public happiness,
but now it's over and your gone.
I realize now that I'm addicted to you,
and the pain you leave me with.
Because in the end,
I'd rather feel pain then nothing at all,
so at least I know I'm still alive.
Your my drug,
your my heroin.