My Heroin

My boy,
My best friend,
The one who’s always
There…
My heroin.

You were there for me
When I was sad,
When I needed a shoulder
To lean on.
We were the best of friends,
No one could tear us apart.

Boy, we had our ups
And we had our downs,
But no matter what, we
Were always there for each other.

Every time your pinch touched
My skin, your pessimist, the 
Adrenalin racing through my veins
Like a hurricain ripping through my body.

Once more I lay down
Beside you, staring across to
See that evil look you give me
When you know something
Bad will happen.

Once again, nothing tore us
Apart. I am your victim…
You... are my heroin.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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August 11, 2009 at 9:07 PM
About your comment, that is such a coincidence. The person that this poem reminds me of did actually go through very heavy rehab, but is now coming back at long last -- after 2.5 years of not seeing her. By the way, do you have an email where we can discuss some of this? I'd love to hear more about your poetry and takes on it.
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August 11, 2009 at 10:32 AM
I think this is a great poem, I know exactly what you feel in this. I'm sure many people can relate to it, and I can certainly find a connection to this with someone I have in my life. Keep it up!
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