I Can'T Be Addicted To Two Things. So Get Over Yourself. Poem by Gabriella Mantone

Folding up my paper heart, I cut your skin, it rips apart.
But this is how I play my game, smoke a life and go insane.
And even if I see you cry, I'm never going to change my mind.
Sorry it had to end this way, but baby it's how I break away.
Drug my body, drug my throat, drug my mind, drug my soul. Until I crash back again, where I'm stained with bloody sins, and yes I'll rise until I see the devils eyes.
You always knew that lust came first, need for feeling a deathly thirst. Getting stoned is what I do, and my choice was never you.
break my body bone by bone. And if you don't I'll break my own. Untangle this twist of lies, cause all I want is to get high.
Help me feel alive again, wake me up, forgive my sins.
Take away what I sustain, find a way. Find a way.
Place my hand in the glove of fire, and I keep getting higher and higher.
But someone yanked that glove away, so on my knees for help I'll pray.