Sometimes I think its the drug talking; it is luring and crying and seducing and pining for the abuser and it can be intense like a red hot kitchen or calm and soothing like a deep blue ocean. And sometimes it appears weak so the abuser will feel he can handle it, but then it is strong and keeps him in its grasp. When lost (out of the abuser's system) it brings the cruel withdrawal syndrome promises sweetness if it could just reunite with the user... And heroin is white like milk.
Sometimes I think its the drug talking; it is luring and crying and seducing and pining for the abuser and it can be intense like a red hot kitchen or calm and soothing like a deep blue ocean. And sometimes it appears weak so the abuser will feel he can handle it, but then it is strong and keeps him in its grasp. When lost (out of the abuser's system) it brings the cruel withdrawal syndrome promises sweetness if it could just reunite with the user... And heroin is white like milk.