pain

welcome back,
I knew you would be back.
you think you could escape ME?
I am your pain, and I will always be there with you.
no drug can alter my existence,
no woman can can save you from me.
I am there with you,
always.
there is no escape.

of course,
there is suicide.
yes, the simplicity of non-existence
is your only escape.
but you can't do it... you're a coward,
instead I'll carry myself amongst your back.
I am the police behind you,
the truth behind your lies,
the loves that have left you far behind,
I am writing this poem for you
not the other way around.

I am your pain and I am here to stay.
I am that beautiful smile in a woman who is not
supposed to be yours. yes,
I tell them not to come by
infecting your confidence and your brain
with rot.
I grow on you,
I am a disease
I am a silent song
I am an empty cigarette box.
yes, we are out of cigarettes.
wont you get some more?
It'll bring you closer to the end like
nothing else.

why am I with you,
you ask?
because altered reality is
happiness.
it is an unworthy emotion,
and you know this.
it is life and love through
rose-tinted eyes.
too disgusting to accept.

why am I with you?
someone or something placed me inside of you.
I've been with you since you were born,
I am your best friend
I am your worst enemy.
I am all that you've ever known.

there is nobody else but you and me.

don't ask any more questions,
just know
we'll be at it again
tomorrow.