Bone-Breaking.

This needle in my flesh,
my perfect kind of rush.
Count to seventeen,
hear every cell begin to crush.

Pupils dialate,
heartbeats stutter.
Breathing quickens,
my body shudders.

I'm gasping for air,
in utter happiness.
Praying for the lost soul
who sold me this.

Philosophy strikes me,
with a force like lightning.
Rubber band is off my arm,
the intensity is frightening.

Calming down,
I hold my chest.
Smiling to myself,
because I'm different than the rest.