I always thought an addiction had to be something you could physically touch,
but here I am
chasing this feeling I can’t even put into words,
I broke my knuckle open trying to choke up what was left in me,
I saw blood, I should’ve been scared, I should’ve wished for help, I should’ve wished for a do-over, swore to God "if you grant me this one wish I swear I’ll never **** up again”