You submerged me in opioids,

Then left me helpless and hurting.

I trusted you too much

Loved you too much,

Or maybe I'm just too optimistic...

Why did you do this to me?

I'm an addict now.


Craving any and all relief

That can numb the pain you left me with.

You always said that being in love

Was equivalent to being high...


If I love too much will the pain go away?

Or simply worsen?

You tricked me,

Abused me,

Played me,

And used me.


Iwon't be left by you again.

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