Taming The Dragon

I danced my way through hell
to be consumed in this dark hole,
spitting on the fatal fire
of an incineration to my soul.
This fairytale princess crushed
by evil addiction's needle,
my drug not of my choice,
withdrawals from needing him.

Majestic rainbows began to fade,
a pitchfork placed in my hand,
this stone cold heart frozen,
his love deserving to be banned.
This imprisoned room of recovery,
moon's light shining on my shackles,
barred to this desk of blank paper
as the midnight witch cackles.

Scratching the bloodfilled ink
onto this withered sheet,
his shallow emotions for me
were like Satan's sadistic treat.
Syringe I crave to reach,
my plump veins, I attempt to hide,
cruel sobriety consuming me,
no longer chasing the dragon's ride.