I'll burn for it

We fan the flames
We fuel the fire
We count the days
We chase desire

With the bottle in my hand
And the pills on the counter 
Music playing in my ear
The voices growing even louder
While the hair on my arms
Starts to stand a little straighter 
Then the beats in my chest
Begin to pound ever greater
Now the fear in my mind
Starts to peek around the corner 
Until the tingle in my spine
Reflects the pain of my disorder

Ever careless
Ever beaten
Every day
Though, still, we keep love

Even after everything
We fan the flames
Either way, I'll burn for it

D.R.L.

Copyright © dillon lewis | Year Posted 2017