Consumed


So high off the idea of you
I let it consume me.
These thoughts about you
taunted my soul
and I allowed it
to swallow me whole.

So many happy chemicals course
through, the way water
and wine do
But my heart is better off without you.

Serotin, Depamine
Oxytin,
in excess
I use them.
So strong.

I don't even need
Happy pills
To keep my taunting thoughts about you
running along.

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