Abused Substance

always and already listening
to the music
and the making of
and the falling for
and the filling in
and the freedom
to break
and take the moments.

let my body dance itself
and watch me fill your heart
with abused substance
or what is called
love
and hate
and living light
made into magic;

tragic treasures
of the endless page
and undying pleasures
inside the cage
all end in nothing
in an ageless age;

it is all nothing
more,
nothing more than
abused substance.