Dope, you will not win.
Though I struggle with pain every day, and often think of your relief from it, your warm embrace.
I won't be coming back to you. Don't bother leaving the light on. I'll suffer my own pain. I won't give you the pleasure of coming to my aid. Your deceit has befallen you. You have left me cold too many times. Your comfort is a lie that brings more pain. Though it is a different source, it is worse. My mind is stronger without you. My body is even stronger without you. And I have a secret weapon. It would slay a dragon. It will slay you too, dope. It's name is Love and with it I have conquered you. You lie wounded on the battlefield and today I put the knife into your heart. You cannot come back to haunt me again. Dope, you will not win.