Bottomless

To love as a junkie,
to lose the fight,
to succumb to disaster
and give into the night.
I long for your touch,
just a taste of this hate
that spreads like fire
and lays everything to waste.
It's a venomous warmth,
this love for pain,
this need to suffer
from within the flame.
I'm screaming inside
for salvation to come,
for some kind of savior
yet praying to none.
Please,
a chance is all I ask,
to take this breathe
and make it my last
because within the fray
I feel so feeble
for seeking redemption
at the tip of a needle.
So take my life,
it's mine to give
because its easy to exist
but so hard to live.