Not a blessing

I'm not a blessing.
 I'm a curse.
I'm not a good person.
I'm a drug dealer.
I supply you with the poison that numbs you
And keeps you from your family.
I'm not a blessing.
I'm a curse.
I divide families
And I feed on your fears.
I crave to control you
In the most sadistic ways.
I'm not a blessing.
I'm a curse.
The more I sell,
The more my head will swell.
I climbed the ladder so fast
 it made me dizzy.
I'm not a blessing.
I'm a curse.
Money, trades, power, control
It's my ecstasy.
Sometimes it's even better than sex.
I'm not a blessing.
I'm a curse.
All I have to do is shake a bag and your all mine.
My perfect lil tweaked out puppet you'll be.
I'm not a blessing.
I'm a curse.
I'll have you jumping every hoop I put in front of you with your first taste.
From that point on
You'll worship me like a God. I'm not a blessing.
I'm a curse.

L. Mack

1/2/22