I watch the pain you feel
when you have the need to feed your craving.
It hurts me as much as it hurts you
every tremble, every shake and every cramp
runs through my body, as it does yours.
With Hendrix and a purple haze
I watch you slowly relax as your demon is fed.
My heart cries out STOP but I know it is fruitless
you have a need stronger than your need for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem