She only does it to free her mind.

But yet she's locked in a cage.

She only does it to get rid of the bad thoughts
The ones that fill her with rage.

She doesn't think it does anything to her mind
The mind she thinks she's saving with it

She's so addictive to anything she can feel better
As she takes a hit from it

It keeps her calmed by physical matters but keeps certain things alive

She thinks she's moving forward with this soothing inhale as the feeling arrives

Thinking she's ok and content but really she stays still.

It can take more and more to realize that this distraction can ****

I hate that she does it, I watch as her eyes light up to the substance she adores

An addict doesn't have to be consistent its about what they want more and more