a fix with an ending of a stomach bug,
it’s messy like drinking water out of a jug,
it sometimes satisfies, sometimes splits out,
doesn’t care if you’re a first-timer or not,
the more one gets attached
the more hard and painful it gets,
love is a drug
no rehab can rehabilitate you from it,
it’s a permanent addiction to mind, heart, and soul,
a disease that cannot be cured, only death can free you from it,
its chances of happiness are small as when you high
fantasising life without problems of which that’s impossible.
its sad times are as nightmares of you unstable.
love is Drug