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Never felt this kind of friction
Though this friction
                            also felt a little fiction.

I knew it from the start
Speculated how you would fluster with my heart
but I took my chances anyways.

Addicted to the way
Your fingertips trace my skin
Gasping to the way
You're pulsing in

Gave me goosebumps
           Blood pumps
Adrenaline kicking in

I listened to your hopes and dreams
Compositions of your music
Who was I to think,
         I was just one of your muses

Who knew a little fame
Could mess things up so much?
You're Possessed,
            Obsessed,
with
The way you're perceived
Cant believe,
                    How I was so deceived

Guess it was the little demon
                              inside of you
The Devils mental
                              inside of you.


You continue to look me in the eyes
                          telling me pretty lies,
just to leash around

Not because you wanted me,
                                  loved me?
No. Because you needed me
       to boost that enormous ego

You needed self assurance
                          reassurance
because of your insecurities
Your belittled and reflective images
                                 haunting
                    taunting
every sense of your being

You would crumple me up
                dispose me...
Recycle me.



But maybe
       maybe I have this all wrong
Maybe I'm the addiction,
    You,
The Addict

So who's the one really at a loss?
I may have lost you
But the blues will forever choose you.
Celine Nguyen
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Celine Nguyen
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