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I used to think addiction Was something that you brought upon yourself, Something you chose. I thought a drink here and a puff there Then you were hooked I thought addiction Was something to numb the pain Not something that caused an ach in your chest That made you feel like your lungs had collapsed And broke you a little more everyday I didn’t think Addiction Would come with a heartbeat And a voice telling me they loved me Everynight before I went to sleep With soft skin and a crooked smile But it turns out Addiction Can make your heart soar But it always leaves you wanting more Obsessed with the next time You can get your fix I never thought Addiction Would crash into my life, Leave me helpless as I was swept up in its wake But surprisingly okay with letting it take Everything in my life that belonged to me I gave into Addiction With its charming words, And hot temper that could explode without warning. It's bright eyes And cruel words I’m learning to live with an Addiction That I can't help but run towards.
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
Addiction
I used to think addiction Was something that you brought upon yourself, Something you chose. I thought a drink here and a puff there Then you were hooked I thought addiction Was something to numb the pain Not something that caused an ach in your chest That made you feel like your lungs had collapsed And broke you a little more everyday I didn’t think Addiction Would come with a heartbeat And a voice telling me they loved me Everynight before I went to sleep With soft skin and a crooked smile But it turns out Addiction Can make your heart soar But it always leaves you wanting more Obsessed with the next time You can get your fix I never thought Addiction Would crash into my life, Leave me helpless as I was swept up in its wake But surprisingly okay with letting it take Everything in my life that belonged to me I gave into Addiction With its charming words, And hot temper that could explode without warning. It's bright eyes And cruel words I’m learning to live with an Addiction That I can't help but run towards.
courtneybr
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
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