Addiction is comical
amusing to the taker
in the moment
amusing to the ends
of destruction
amusing to the driving
of the mad

Addition is control
or loss of that
in which controls your control
control of yourself
in ways otherwise not feasible
control of your
surrounding and sense

Addiction is release
release from daily troubles and woes
release from traditional feeling and understanding
release from earthly prescriptions

and im addicted to everything in my wake
an addict with a pen
an addict with words and structure
an addict with a mad sense of the world around

But I don't want to float away
from everything that fears to straw
I don't want to fall away
from that of which I cannot come to accept

I want to hold to you
and keep you grounded
in me and my grounding from being grounded in you
I want to throw my anchor in your hands
with a strong grip
from tearing your fingers across reality
I want to hold to you

im dying to scream out to you
in silence
that we are all battling addiction
and worried about letting those anchors
slip from our weary finger tips
that we are all trying to figure it out
and we all notice something different
im dying to scream out to you
in silence
in unrequited gasps
that seep only to your pupils
and your understanding

This is your day
your wake
your break of the sheets
and the darkness
blinking open
to the light of the world
to the light of the soul
this is your life
and its easy
in the break of the sheets
the grip of the ground
beneath your feet
its easy
baby its breezy
dancing through the leaves
of the the trees
its breezy