My Chemical

I can't seem to live without it, all I do is think about it.
Is it wonderful?

Everyone has something that consumes what they are thinking.
Almost magical?

My chemical.

And my destiny is waiting,
yet here I am betraying as the rooster crows.

Time is slowly wasting,
I wonder why I'm tasting what I fear the most?

My chemical.

I chose if I will hear it,
in my mind or in my spirit as it takes control.

Affecting each decision,
like a death grip on my vision, yet I can't let go of my chemical.

I fill every void with your only ghost.
Hearing you call when I need you most.
My chemical.