Chocolate cocaine

Chocolate Cocaine

A good morning sun light, reminding you of the night before.

When silence speaks loudly, through the crack of the bedrooms door.

Body screaming quietly, for A early morning encore.

White satin sheets, sprinkled with brown sugar from the bed to the floor.

Still feeling the hangover after, of the night before.

She’s my joy and pain.

She’s my Chocolate Cocaine.

She was like a bad habit that I welcomed to my life, my joy an pain. A rush that feels good, but uncontrollable at the same time. My love for her made me question the line between insanity and sanity. My only cure was total abstinence from her love. But every time my emotions

start to walk away, my feelings turn me right back around.

She’s my joy and pain.

She’s my Chocolate Cocaine.

Because Her smile, is my Mental obsession of the mind. Her love is my physical craving of the body. Just the thought of living without her gives me withdrawals and shakes. Now I am only left with a memory of a love-high that I once had, that is no longer A luxury for me. Most people will never understand the abnormal reaction to the  addiction of love.

She’s my joy and pain.

She’s my Chocolate Cocaine.

Ever since I met her, my life has not been the same that’s why I call her Chocolate cocaine