You are my addiction,
my pain,
my Achilles Heel.
You are the reason I loose sleep,
the circles under my eyes,
the weight on my shoulders.
You are my painkiller,
and the reason I need it.
You are a cycle
in which I am trapped.
You are tearing me apart,
but I let you,
because something about it
is the only thing
that makes me feel alive.