Old friend, 

How many conversations have we had together?

And the thoughts I shared with you,

Only you know and you seemed to listen and understand, 

That someone crazy, messed up like me, 

Her voice would be heard; nobody knows how far I can go,

How much I can lose, till I’ve lost it all,

And then do it again, I am insane. 

But you know, you’re my dark paradise,

The vice that kills me, burns away my soul, 

My addiction to this black fire ignites me, 

And at any moment, I might blow up like a supernova.