Thank You (Part - 1)

Thank You for the consequence
The backfiring of conscience
Thank you for enormous pain
My blood freezes evanesence.

The bottle can't answer my cries any more
The smoke can't seem to find a cure
The powder can't wipe these falling tears
Needles can no longer open the door

I'm meat but I'm a vegetable
To breathe I've become unable
Thanks to you, my love, my life
Even to mySELF is no longer expendable.

So Thank you for sympathy when its too late
Thank you for turning me into your bait
'Cause now I realise if you hadn't done so
I could never teach myself to hate.

I'll try and upload Part 2 next week. Wait for it...