Addicts craving fiction,
Feeding on the lies,
Drenched in dark affliction,
Drowned in fear’s disguise.

Balms are swiftly given—
Patch the wounds, make peace.
Truth is unforgiven—
Honest souls won’t freeze.

Addicts craving fiction,
Withdrawal’s near at hand,
For their souls were wasted,
Lost to shifting sand.

Madness turns to prisons—
Global, cold, and grim.
Till the feast of demons
Ends in ruin’s hymn.