Addiction.

My essence is not on the periodic table, I'm nothing you are, My presence is not for the stable. Supernova of confliction from my hidden star. Do you feel me bleeding? Black ink as blood, Do you feel contained as your reading? The aftermath of my sudden flood. Addiction of your mind, 12 steps to return back to me, Vengeance for my kind. And you love it actually. I'm a flying fish or painful thunder, I am the pills you rely on, I am the heat that decays the summer. I am the cross he died on. Believe what you see and remain idle, Forget the lessons that keep you in line, Fail to remember warnings in the Bible. Because your soul is now mine.