It's not that easy.

I need something. I'm beginning to think that i need anything. 

Speed in my veins 

Tar on my lungs

Smoke in my throat

Blood on my hands 

Anything to get rid of this 

You have got to understand that i am empty that not even an explanation for why i will be able to fill me 

You see, my problem is that i quite literally do not care about a single thing at all. If you asked me where my care for anything went 

I would just say 

With you,

When you left.