You were like a drug to me,
Made me forget,
Made me laugh,
Even got me to open up.
But instead of feeling like I could fly,
I felt like I was falling,
Couldn't catch my breath,
I waited to hit rock bottom.
But somehow you caught me,
And you flew for the both of us,
I could breathe again,
Or so I thought.
I felt like you looked at me,
And then you let go,
I was falling again,
And you let me.
I hit the ground so hard,
But I still cared,
I don't know why,
Maybe because you were my drug.
But my drug was addictive,
It was manipulative,
I gave into it,
And now I'm the one paying.
It's okay though,
Because you'll regret it,
I'm getting help,
But I feel you're the one that needs it.
So tell me, my drug,
Now that I'm safe and free,
How does it feel to fall,
Under my medication?
