Addiction

Life stumbles on Day in, day out The ants all move along the paths They tread every day One ant stumbles on Colliding with others while he lives in his world And worlds made for him Through the minds of others Shoot in the worlds Inhale the fumes of a better life Forgets that he is himself And becomes someone else The worlds end The high subsides What was perfect and pure is replaced With the dreary gray and brown of the tunnels he calls life Hook up another life Breathe in the hopes and dreams Of so many other ants And stumble along when he crashes