For me you gave up everything
and I'll never be able to  mend the seams of all your broken dreams
I've never really been good at fixing things
I'm most apparently better at breaking

I know you are my cigarettes
Because you're so addictive
Because you **** me from inside
Because you make me feel giddy
Because when you leave all I feel is deprived
Because I need you more than ever,
Because I realize you're killing me somehow
But I completely disregard all this
Because I just need a vice right now
But you're the cancer in my lungs
And the reason I can't breathe
You're in everything that hurts
you're slowly killing me
Slowly like an anchor
You pull me to the ground
My lungs you've already blackened fill with you But metaphorically i've already drowned

I wonder what brought on the plague inside of me
Was it the fight with the reflections
that brought on this anger, the insecurity?
Or was it the people who left my battle- they faked their affection and stranded me with my mind?
My prison.
This place where I'm eternally confined.