A Confession

It somehow seems the world is shrinking
One junkie at a time...
Getting tangled up in dangerous habits,
That are harder to shake than the images
Of what we've lost but can't release...
I can't possibly do this forever...
There isn't enough dope,"good" friends, or patience,
No one lasts this way....
Spinning with this kind of intensity....
All in the name of love and stupidity...
The two things that  perfectly define me,
I regret to confess.