A Drug Mine

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I felt a hand a nail
across my back lack
I do the control now
to keep myself back.

Your touch is a god
to my world I unfurl
like a flower an hour
now in my arms curl.

Take me this wreck
I have felt many times.
But I don’t now you’ve
become a drug all mine.

Make me the target
of your angst to pain.
I desire your world;
all happy to mundane.

Don’t dissapear ever
like a feather in wind.
I know of such weight
and yours I can mend.

I know you you fade
to the back not seen
when calamity comes
with words so mean.

My place my wreck
is what I know so go
running to me not slow;
your pain I know.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. So brilliantly described.
    Love this one my friend 👍🖤

    Liked by 1 person

    1. J.Michael says:

      Hey, thank you for that! 🖤

      Liked by 1 person

      1. You’re most welcome 🖤🖤

        Liked by 1 person

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