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May 2014
They always felt like my only friend.
The only ones there for me.
The only ones who truly care.

But they're also the only ones,
To physically hurt me,
To give me scars,
To make me feel worse about myself.

They're like a drug though.
Once you start there's no going back.
Any little thing makes you go back.
Crawling back.
Weak,
Crying,
And you hate yourself for going back.
But you can't help it.

And you say to yourself:
"Next time I won't do it"
"There won't be a next time"
"I won't let this happen again"
But you ALWAYS do.

You hate them,
And yet you love them.
I hope you all know that this describes addiction. Just change a few words and you have any and every addiction.
If you have an addiction, please get help. It's always the hardest thing to end but I promise you that you need to. If something is damaging your body in any way you need to end it, because you are perfect and you deserve the amazing life that I know you can have if you just help yourself.
Erica Farr
Written by
Erica Farr  Lakewood, OH
(Lakewood, OH)   
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