Addiction

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Addiction.

Addiction, You call my name again.

Your voice used to be so sweet.

Beckoning me away from my sadness.

But you have only turned into madness.

Once you used to soften the screams

within my head.

Now you only fill me with dread,

You prolong my suffering.

I need you, I need you, I need you.

I am guzzling the addiction down my throat. It burns, OH GOD IT BURNS!

I can't stop, Its whittling away at my soul, like a knife chipping away at a stick.

I am a stuttering mess,.. You used to

be so beautiful.

But it was all Illusional.

You kissed me with your sweet lips,

the look on your eyes was sweet as honey. The way you tasted in my mouth was that of candy. You were my heaven and my wonderland.

But slowly your appearance changed,

One day you came to me, with bony fingers, sunken eyes and a kiss that tasted like death.

Meth you are in my breath. What have you done to me!??

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

I hold my head in tears as I scramble for your touch again.

I clutch onto you as if I am going to expire.

Why do you require my soul for a hit?

a hit of sweetness, where my pain is released.

You are in fact the beast within,

My loved ones have gone, and I am alone in my choices, all I have is you.

You is what I began with, and you is what I end with.

You give birth to hatred within,

You have become a mortal sin.

Your child in me is drenched in blood

Stealing my innocence and my life, like a flood you infiltrate my every being..

Heroin you are bellowing, beckoning me back, Your voice is echoing within me, And alas I can not resist.

Cocaine you have become my brain.

What do I gain from you, only pain, only.. pain.

I need you, I need you, I need you.

I can't stop,..

HELP ME..

But don't take it away..

It is plain to see, I am dying.

I can see my family crying, I see the tears stained on their faces.

I am only complying with this beast.

It is horrifying, terrifying,

IT IS INTENSIFYING!

I can feel the Chest pain..as I take my final breath.

I inhale the Codeine as it takes me farther than I bargained.

Why couldn't I discharge it.

Now I am pressing flowers in an unmarked grave.

Addiction,.. I need you.