nothing matters

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     It’s always been about the storm, the lightning destroying black skies,

the roar of my blood as it pumps, races, chases an acknowledged dependence,

and I let it catch me, limited as it is to your specific poison, to reach for the high of highs.

     Every hedonistic moment under your dominion is spent in subliminal bliss,

while your darkness delves deeper each time you pass through me,

     and I know time steals all away, that the fire now coursing through the night will peter out

into the ending of another badly written book, into yet another darkness,

but right now your madness is all that matters, nothing matters more than that.