They call me H

Hello there h whose your new friend,

his name is Ben, his heart I will mend.

I will show him true happiness but only
at a cost,

all his feelings will be tucked away,
lost.

Nothing else will make him feel like I
do,

fixed, happy, reverse his blue.

He wont need anyone but me,

sit back and watch, you'll see.

One taste of me and he will never be
the same,

he is a wild animal, one I will tame.

stopping me will be like stopping a
train,

once I get inside his brain.

thinking of me will be a daily thing,

one pinch in the elbow it wont sting.

change his thoughts and make him sane,

until he stops to see the rain.

drive him crazy without my taste,

slowly but surely his life ill waste.

give him chills and make him sick,

I know he will come back for one more
lick.

then two or three and he will be okay,

until he stops for one more day.

without me he feels like he is going
crazy,

cant move or sleep and super lazy.

this will last for about a week,

death will be a thought to seek.

but after that I'm not done yet,

depression, anxiety, cold but sweat.

paws will come and paws will go,

deep into his brain ill sow.

he might break up with me for awhile,

but ill come back, in charming style.

we all know he can never quit,

no matter how hard he tries this shit.

he will be lost to a drug called
herion,

trying to quit over and over again.

not many people can get away,

and with Ben I'll always stay.

They say until death do us part is the
verse,

but you can never reverse this curse.