my drug of choice...

this drug
has been in my life
for decades
i just can't kick
this habit
i need her...
she's been in my life
so long
i can't leave her
the high that i feel
each time
i take a hit
over
and over
and over
trying to surpass
that first high
sometimes reaching it
sometimes not...
but always willing
to try again
i wake up in the middle
of the night
just to have her
she's probably been
the reason
for some of the breakups
but that's okay
because i know
she'll never leave me
my drug of choice
i ingest this drug
day in
and day out
each time i pick up
my pen
and paper
writing...
i just can't get enough.


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Day 5 - Write to live...

A life
As blank
As the canvas
I use
To paint
The vivid pictures
And images
With these words
Only equipped
With paper
And pen
I carve,
Sand,
And chip away
Like a carpenter
I perfect my craft
And I write
With precision
Giving hope
To the hopeless
Fortune
To the less fortunate
And life
To the lifeless
I write
To live.