In this hospital bed

Poison seeps into my veins.

I tried to tell them of their mistake

But no color comes from my lips.

Just black and white words 

From a bolted jaw.

 

A flicker of a flame turns to black fire

The lust for the poison burns. 

The pain is electric

All wiring of addiction survived

The attempt for numbness does not work. 

 

After my own attempts of injections–

The void will be forever empty.

If only they knew my craving. 

 

That taffy feeling of nothing.

If only they knew

Morphine was my drug of choice.