Our journey here feels so close to the end

and I'm not sure what to do with myself

I initiate all of our encounters

your responses shorter than the days now

and winter is fast approaching.

I'm only interesting to you 

when you're dunk and high

it strangely doesn't say much about me.

I thought I was here to make you see 

that life is worth living right

but now I know I'm just another drug

and sadly I wait for you to relapse

and silently I pray you overdose on me.