My Drug

It temps me and when I fall victim, I forfeit the fate that I had cradled so dearly in my hands, for it has weakened me and the cold, unforgiving hands of this drug are now home to my destiny. I am no longer strong enough to control myself, so it plays my part. I let one foot in the door and then I can't resist stepping over the threshold to a hell that will await me. Curiosity killed the cat and so I shall suffer the same fate.