Addiction is like a game It make you believe you are in control “I can stop if I want” But can you? Can you get rid of its grasp on you Its claws will dig in to your skin Trying to pull you back You will wither like a flower And think “just 1 more time” That 1 more time turns to 9 That 9 turns binding The bind that will not break If you don’t stop today The cycle will repeat tomorrow Like ring around the Rosie Around and around till you collapse You must break the cycle Before the cycle breaks you.