|Photographed by Naomi Arsyad (2014)|
Me. Negative-addiction. To you.
I am your weakened body and brain system. I am your massive headache in the first light of sunrise. I am your innumerable problems that suddenly slammed you to the deepest part of hell as you slowly regained consciousness. I am that rotten diseases in your lungs and blood.
You are the numerous amount of money I am willing to burn. You are a horrific horror where I always return. You are a kiss from Poison Ivy I always yearn. A broken glass I stubbornly put back together even though my fingers got cut and bleed. You are a marvelous flaw that ironically completed me. A venomous rapture.
You. Addiction. To me.