My AdDiCtIoN

Breaking this ADDICTION is so hard to do.
Knowing it can mean me know good, yet it has taken a hold of me like Super Glue.

It's in my system, killing me on the inside to get out.
I've been warned on numerous occasions that this Addiction can't love me back. It's like poison, now in my bloodstream, taking over my every move.

Without it now I'm left desolate, empty, feigning, and doomed. Just like a spider that weaves in it's prey. I weaved myself in while he was there, unknowingly in front of his face.

It's better for my health to cut this Addiction while I'm alive. But will I really be living or just walking with a pulse left with a huge hole on the inside.

He wants what's best for me. He never wanted to get me hooked. He didn't know he was fueling my Addiction, never knew he was the gas to my fire. He didn't know that he uncovered the person I tried to hide.

Now he's my Addiction, the supplier to my habit. Only he can quench the cravings, and take away this deadly desire. Just the thoughts of him calms the chill until he, the real drug appears.

You see why this Addiction is so hard to break? Because he's pure, uncut and no additives needed. When injected he goes straight to my brain causing my high. It's the best that no amount of money can buy. But for our sakes, I've got to get clean.

I don't want him despising what he can possibly grow to love. Help me break this AdDiCtIoN this uncurable disease called unwanted love.