No Escape

March 21, 2008
By Chelsea Brenneke, Bonne Terre, MO

Go ahead,
don your hat and coat.
Don't you know,
they come with a price?

A curse so sweet,
it brings me to my knees.
Makes me thirst for more.
A curse with morbid intentions.

You create a force,
an unattainable high.
Release me from your ball and chain.
I am reluctantly yours.

I've given up,
waving this great white flag.
I went down swinging but,
once you're in, there's no way out.

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