Dear Addict

I am methadone. I

Course through your veins, numbing your true addictions.

I am methadone. I

Hide you from your true self.

I am methadone. I

Take the edge off, just enough.

I am methadone. I

Am Toddlers in Tiaras, the cathartic study abroad experience, the Gestalt need for order.

I am methadone. I

Am Valentine's Day, Gun Rights Legislation, and being pre-med.

I am methadone. I

Am the time you waste worrying. Get a real job.

I am methadone.

Peter Pan's fairy dust to Neverland to never wake up.

I am methadone.

Watching you run away from the honest, sad, rawness of your broken humanity.

I am methadone.

Use me to escape. Slap me on that oozing wound: reality.

Dear Addict,

Wake up to your present

Embrace your opiate.

Abandon attempts to abandon the gritty nuances of real life.

Love.

                                                            Love,

                                                                 Methadone.