This is a saying in the addict community to describe our using. The poetic nature of it strikes me, and I can't help relate the saying to all.
Feeling of choice #poem
You run through my neurons like your touch through my veins,what pains me the cure was to abstain again. It sure was your pure heart that taught me to beat my brain,what ways are part of love and which are migraine. From an itch to a soul sprain, I felt no painbut what day I... Continue Reading →