how far can you go?
have another one,
but you really don’t have to take as much as me.
hide your pain, nows not the time.
muffle your emotions, for the sake of my escapism.
lose yourself in the sex. the oxytocin. the oxycontin. the cocaine. the benzodiazepines. the amphetamines. up and down, up and down.
the wild theories. the endless talking, approaching upon an unreachable goal, some shared idealism that i had fostered for us.
pretend it’s okay, just like i’m doing.
lose yourself in me, but no promises I can handle that.
maybe then i’ll reciprocate.
was that too far?