Dopamine Predator


a cascade of chemical pleasure,

food, sex, booze, caffeine,

the chase for a fix,

the remedy for my pain,

a salve for my suffering.


But it’s temporary,

yet the need for a hit consumes interminably.

Like a lion on the prowl,

searching for prey,

the addict scours the earth,

desperately searching, 

searching for more.


In this world of predator and prey,

the addict eventually discovers,

he is both.



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