Junkie

Sells his latest foes
for that next inhalation
Scratches his head like a
real dope fiend

You love this fool
even though
he sold your love a few times
minus the fact
that he done lied
a million and two times
you cherish him like
his veins aren't bruised

Hoping that no one notices
it, or call you a fool.
But everyone notice
that the junkie got you fooled.

You shiver
unexpectedly you quiver next
You stay around even though
this junkie ain't done.
He pulls up his shirt
his lazy eye closes as
he shoots up another one.