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The Thrill

March 25, 2014
By exuberantly_yours BRONZE, Stafford, Virginia
exuberantly_yours BRONZE, Stafford, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
It&#039;s amazing what ordinary people can do if they set out without preconceived notions.<br /> Ben Stein


It’s coursing through my veins,
Like a cheap shot of morphine,
Egging me on.

My own personal high,
Got me so high,
I could almost see heaven.

Reminding me
What happens,
When I’m high.

High on the clouds,
Hands touching,
So close and so apart.

We’re miles away from each other,
Hearts closer than before.
Behind so many layers, of lies.

Losing each other,
In ourselves,
Your body, a map of my addiction.
Start to end.

You were never gonna be prince charming,
I was never gonna be Miss America.
You weren’t ever gonna make daddy proud.
I’d never make daddy sad.

Round and round we go,
Pacing and ranting,
Everything wrong with our lives,
No way to fix it.

Your girlfriend’s crazy,
I’m single forever,
We’re both f***ed.

We’re insane,
Fire and ice,
When we clash.

It’s explosive,
Never felt so violated,
Never felt so good.

Like brain surgery,
You can see it all.
And you like it.

Like the dominance,
Like the feeling,
Of keeping me hostage.

I’m not a cigarette,
You can’t just light me up,
And burn me out.

We’ve got damage baby.
This isn’t healthy.
I’m comatose.

And I’m so high,
I could touch the sky,
Finally tell you how it is to feel blue.

I wanna feel colors,
Taste sounds,
Hear nothing, but you.

Our insanity,
Is the ultimate unraveling
Of the human condition.

We’ve got damage baby,
I can’t touch the clouds no more.

I can’t feel what blue is.
I can’t tell you why I
Don’t love you anymore.

Water is choking me,
Fear strangling me,
Throwing me to the bottom, of this pool we created.

I can’t be high anymore baby,
I drowned.

Ablaze, I went to ashes.
I was never high.
just under the influence.

I was under the thrill,
Of what could’ve been,
Us.

Can’t get high anymore baby,
Truth is, I never will.
Because we’re just two lost souls.

Swimming in a fish bowl,
Afraid to touch, afraid to feel.
A connection of electricity.

Truth is baby,
We’d swallow each other whole,
Consume until there was nothing left.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
I can’t breathe anymore,
Baby.

The only drug I was under,
Was false hope,
And cheap kisses. Provided by your
F***ed up, multicolored soul.

I want to kiss you again.
But I can’t risk going under.
Like a hypodermic needle, you permeate all layers of my skin.

You lay yourself thick,
Suffocating me,
Your blackness filling me up.

I can’t risk my sanity.
I can’t risk it all.
I’m no longer a believer.

Don’t drag me back down,
Into this thing---
This aphrodisiac—
This thrill.


The author's comments:
It's amazing how we can feel high, when we're not under any substance. This is how love has made me feel.

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