Underused

Love is the drug
She never even tried
Coursing through her system
She pretends to be alive

Pounding in her eardrums
Another love song plays
The only thing she ever dreamed
Every single day

Help will not come quickly
It might not come at all
If only things could just be like
They were when she was small

This drug will be the death of her
As she lies there on the floor
Once she's done imagining,
She'll only beg for more

Her heart starts beating quicker
With every single breath
She'll feel the most real kind of pain
That won't leave her 'til death

It's a simple kind of torture
With every book she reads
They say you can't get what you want
But this is what she needs

So as she slowly melts away
Backed up against the wall,
At least she has the sense to know
That this is her downfall

-Kara