My favourite drug

I retreat to my corner
And mark the times
When you're the favourite drug
That I couldn't get over

Pure vitriol coursed through me
The insipid being was sustained
More is craved
Yet no more you can offer

So now the soul's languid
And the body is limp
I rattled and shook
Desperate for one more dose

Yet despite all this
The macabre slit still remains plastered
For I bear the scars
Of your desired poison

You're still my favourite drug
-The addict