Love Poem to Opiates

I miss the rush
I miss the uncaring
I miss the high
I miss the puking
I miss loving everyone surrounding me
For no reason at all

Oh sweet dear pain killer,
When will we meet again,
For I miss you
More than any man I have loved
More than any friend from which I grew apart
I need you in my blood
Oh so desperately

I scroll through my phone book,
Searching high and low
For your sweet release
To alienate everyone I know
And stop my emotions

No other thing can substitute
The feeling of elation you give me
I could be anywhere doing anything
When you are with me.