Euphoria

“What are you in for?”
Silas and I sit with
each other.

'I enjoy pleasure,
in the form of heroin
shooting into my veins
and releasing me of
my problems.'

Silas chuckles lightly.
“I should have guessed
by your track marks.”
I fold my arms over,
making my marks invisible.
'Why are you here?'

Silas' smile dropped,
his fingers run
through his hair.
“Jasmin, I'm not
sure you really
want to know.”