I miss the rush, 
the release, 
my dopamine, 
my beautiful heroine 
addicted to you,
I never felt so blue.
It was inevitable 
that I would lose 
lost in the hues of my 
perfect muse.
Intoxicated in your mist  
searching out my sweet bliss, 
hoping for anything but

indifference.

Be my nepenthe 
and chase away the sorrow 
that leaves me so hollow.

My chemical high, 
my sweet demise 
soak me in warm rays,
bask me in shimmering sunlight, 
dance on my mind
throughout the twilight 
into the night 
for you bring the colour 
to the black and white 
of my life.

©JM.Cole