The Familiar . by Somto aka (Deli'lah)

I'm having a blistering headache...
It's exactly 2:48pm on a wet Thursday afternoon...
Why?! Why?! Why?! I scream but only in my head
(After all I'm inside a bank)
Why the fuck do I do this to myself?
So much so, that I've done it for so long and now another is doing it to me,
(And trust me this has been going on for a while)
That part of me that craves thus black hole,
That bottomless, dark depth..
The fact that nothing I put affects it's width...
Only pain makes it grow...
I'm having a blistering headache
Diamond bank! I will not close shop with you!
I must have been... No..
I am comfortable with it, that only those that offer it become my source of "happiness"
God dammit! I need a smoke!
Why will the other send me what is meant for another?
Why will the other mock my self will and then act all unknowing!
You knew what this will do to me!
And now because of this new layer of blackness I will not leave...
I don't want to leave... I like it here...
I'm having a blistering headache...,
The manager apologizes and thanks me for my patience,
He's gracious...
It's exactly 3pm on a wet Thursday afternoon
The pain has become a welcome relief...
Hello friend...