I am pain.

Non stop,
Everlasting,
Pain.

The walls are closing in;
And it is getting darker.

My stomach is a volcano;
Waiting to explode.

You are the source of my sadness,
My darkness,
My demise.

You are not there for me the way I need you to be;
I cry myself to sleep and to my eventual inevitable death.

You make my heart race;
You are my nicotine,
My caffeine:
And I am addicted.

But with nicotine,
Comes cancer,
And I am experiencing a slow,
And painful,
Death.