This abyss, this oddity
You left in me when you left
These freaky habits, those
Unfinished embraces.
Where are you now,
My father-drug?
Do I still live in you?
Are you still in me?
In my bones, in my soul
In my horrific genes?
Why do you fear to haunt
My being? I long to belong
In the crook of your arm
My first love, my first
Heartbreak. Where can I buy
A bit of you to rush through
My blood? A little oxygen
For my weary thoughts?
Father-drug, nobody is
Good enough or bad enough
After a dose of you.
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