drugs, sex, money and lies

[Todd]

You have some great lines here. It's not a critique forum but here are some light thoughts I had.

He chooses himself over you. He makes you believe he loves you,--maybe a break after believe
but he only loves himself.
What do you do, when you realize you’ve lived appeased? When you realize he could never please you. His priority never was you,
You are only here to support him. To court him. To forgive his bad habits so quickly he thinks it is permission to snort them.. --you have some nice assonance and rhyme in these last few lines

You worked your ass off for that cash.
Why does he feel no guilt? Why does his face stay the same?
Why are his pupils stretching, reaching for sclera when he claims to be innocent like a cherub?--love this pupils stretching, reaching for sclera, and the later dry eyes. I lived with crank addicts for a few years...similar
....
What about my eyes. Dry...why?
Why??
Why am I still here?


I am trapped.
I can't get out.
I am frozen under a blanket of snow..--love this. You could retitle the poem Frozen. Just a thought.
All of my money is spent and up the nose.--another option for the last line is to hit it at a slant... "All of my money, snow"

Again, really nice start with this one. I hope I didn't say too much for the forum.

Best,

Todd