At first it felt good, the feeling of fire under my skin.
It’s exhilarating, it takes my breath away… so much
so that I have to remind myself to suck in air. Oh yah
it’s a feeling you only get when a needle is in your arm.

It’s like a snake creeping and crawling through my
veins. Poison and all it creeps through my body, closer
to my heart, closer to killing me. It’s like nothing I’ve
ever felt before. The fire beneath my skin becomes my
everything, my life, my love. So much so that I think
I can’t survive without it. It only takes one time to kill me.
But if this is my last night here on earth least I had a needle
in my arm and the fire under my skin.