Addiction;
This thing:
I call my own.
This hell:
Is now my home.
Addiction, addiction
It drives me mad
Don't smile, don't laugh
Its getting bad
Torement starts
Cut once, twice
Its not done
I'll do it thrice
Once I fall out
Of this trance
I'll feel the pain
Of a forbidden dance
Running screaming
Crying lying
Can't you see?
Slowly I'm dying
Hold me close
Before it's too late
Save me now
From this fate.....
Know this sucks...not sure I care! Enjoy, this poem is quite true and not just another one of my made up stories about depression and suicide. Yea, this is me. I'm working on something else, hopefully it will be better than this! Thanks for all support. <3