Drug of Choice...

You are my drug, My substance of choice, The chemicals in my blood… She, who calms the violent voice… Without you; I tremble, I stammer and I shake… When you are near; I fumble, Within my soul; I quake… My addiction; that is you, Is fire in my veins… My affliction; I infuse, Only thoughts of you remain… There is no rehab for this pleasure, No exception for this high… A single dose cannot be measured, In your absence I would die… Strung out for life… Dependant to the core… Powder, pills or liquid, I need you more and more… Should I ever be denied, Unto death I would depart… For methadone could not subside, These track marks on my heart…