My drug of choice

Love..
It’s has always been my drug of choice
Especially when it’s hard to even hear my voice
When looking at my life weary I’ve nothing to rejoice
So I’m making my sacrifice
I’m paying the ultimate price
I’m listening to this inner voice
Heeding to my heart’s advice
I’m blocking all the noise
I’m making myself love’s apprentice
I pray I learn from love about self confidence
Allow my wounds to heal though by compromise
I’m showing myself love for once!
Maybe twice …
But this doesn’t need to be anything, whatever or otherwise!