Like a Needle

As I sit, I let these word penetrate like the sharp point of a needle.
Feeling the sting as they set in and release their numbing sensation like drops of morphine.
Slowly letting them kill me as I lose my breath, that same breathlessness of an overdose.
Feeling my heart crumble as if it's murmuring its final beats.
Paralysis overcoming my body, leaving me speechless as the thought of you resonates within the deepest parts of me.
They say that you can die of heartbreak, and I sit, watching the life I had fade out of sight.
Unable to revive myself after these words sink into my troubled mind, I feel as if I'm going to vomit to purge myself of the poison within.
Lifelessly waiting for you to come back to me, hopelessly addicted to you, I crave your attention like a junkie craves the needle.