Overdose

As much as every need can be sated, there is something here that does not cease, there is a void that does not die, a question that can never be answered. There is an agony that binds me, a current that drags me, a pleasure that does not tire of asking, more, more, more... A burning pain, a voice that calls me, a cruel friend, a mad poison, a severe mind that surrenders to the defendant, Death.