• I need it’s delusion again and again,
    It won’t ever let me down,
    It won’t allow the ride to end.

    I want more.

    It traps my mind with a magical high,
    Keeps me blinded as it holds its lie.

    I have control.

    As it enters my ravaged body,
    I escape through a made-up fantasy,
    It veils broken dreams, gives a new reality.

    I need more.

    It doesn’t make me beg, doesn’t make me crawl.
    I don’t have to fight, it allows me to fall.

    It gains control.

    I love feeling it flow through my veins,
    I choose to ride the horse,
    But I give it control of the reins.

    I can’t quit.