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victoria  Nov 2017
Addicted
victoria Nov 2017
Addicted

If I’m not addicted to Facebook
I’m addicted to a poetry site

If I’m not addicted to alcohol
I’m addicted to any azipam

If I’m not addicted to tattoos
I’m addicted to ***

If I’m not addicted to the sky
I’m addicted to reading

If I’m not addicted to shopping
I’m addicted to tinder

If I’m not addicted to exercise
I’m addicted to food

If I’m not addicted to staying thin
I’m addicted to cutting my hair

If I’m not addicted to AC/DC
I’m addicted to Leonard Cohen

If I’m not addicted to writing
I’m addicted to procrastinating

If I’m not addicted to the beach
I’m addicted to my bed

If I’m not addicted to you
I’m addicted to someone else

If I’m not addicted to something
Then I’m not happy being un-addicted....

In the words of a song I love dearly...
addicted
“I’ve never met a ****** that I didn’t like”

Many of us are addicts.... it’s how we survive ❤️
Chuck Kean Mar 2020
My response to Addictions by Acme

For The Addicted

    For the addicted there’s no hate
For the addicted there’s sadness
For the addicted there’s anger
For the addicted there’s madness

For the addicted there’s pain
For the addicted wants to die
For the addicted hurts so many
For the addicted our tears we cry

For the addicted though it’s not a disease
For the addicted it was a choice
For the addicted there’s help
For the addicted I utter with devoice

For the addicted Have given up
For the addicted chose not to fight
For the addicted lives in the dark
For the addicted closes their eyes to the light

For the addicted there is shame
And the whole world is afflicted
For the addicted we pray for
God’s Grace for the addicted

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/22/2020
All rights reserved
Forgive me my views but myself being
A victim of child abuse at the hands of
An alcoholic father mentally and physically
Because he chose his love for alcohol instead
Of his love for his wife and children.
And I know it’s a choice not a disease
Because when my turn came to make the same choice, I chose to love my wife and daughter. And the easy way out for me could have been choosing alcohol or drugs or both because of everything I went through but I CHOSE to fight and not give up on life or myself. God Bless the addicted but you can chose to fight or you can stay addicted and cause more heartache and pain than you will ever realize.
Ember Evanescent Dec 2014
I am addicted to tea. Seriously. It is concerning.
I am addicted to watching that old show Mad About You  
I am addicted to watching that old show Blossom
I am addicted to fluffy blankets
I am addicted to music
I am addicted to books
I am addicted to writing
I am addicted to Hello Poetry it Is actually negatively affecting my ability to function I am not kidding lol
I am addicted to the color black
I am addicted to makeup
I am addicted to tea (I needed to say it twice so everyone realizes how serious it is)
I am addicted to being weird
I am addicted to laughing with my friends
I am addicted to poetry
I am addicted to bubble wrap
Everyone seems to be doing this challenge so I figured I had a free second and a lot of addictions lol anyone else share any of these addictions?
Julia  May 2019
Addicted
Julia May 2019
I'm addicted.
Addicted to the rush of joy that fills my heart
To the affection, the small touches
Addicted to the laughter and smiles
To the companionship, the connections
Addicted to the feeling of falling for you
To not knowing what happens next
Addicted to the butterflies that find their home in my heart
To catching my breath and the feeling of floating in the clouds
Addicted to the colors in your eyes,
The words in your mind,
The shape of your hands,
And every freckle, tan-line, and flaw that you think you see
Addicted to every second spent together
Each memory being filed away for safe keeping
Addicted to feeling weightless, worry-free and worth something
Feeling like everything may be falling into place, finally

But addictions have consequences, side effects
Disappointment, tears, broken hearts
Like the first drag off the cigarette, hitting your chest like bricks
Making your mind foggy and thoughts fade for just a moment
Toxic.
But you can’t help but go back for another
You can't help but think about when the next one will come around
Because addictions hit hard
Sometimes slowly making their way, sometimes in the blink of an eye

I'm hooked.
Addicted.
To the split second thoughts of pure, raw happiness
The kind that makes every other moment feel so dull
Addicted, knowing that Ill end up broken and burnt out
Letting my heart take the lead
Knowing it has no self-control and moves too fast
Knowing Ill put my guard down to anyone who might feed the addiction, hoping that this one will be different
Addicted to the chase, catch and learning to let go
I wish I could quit ya love, but I can't
I'm addicted.
to you.
Kaitlin Jan 2014
I'm addicted to this pain
Addicted to you
Addicted to the stain
Addicted to misuse
The neglection you give me?
I'm addicted to that too
I'm addicted to the abuse you give me times three
I'm addicted to forgiving your mistakes towards me
Addicted to being tired of this suppression
Addicted to this thing called depression
Addicted to the blade
that cuts into life
Addicted to no longer being a hero in the strife
I'm addicted to people with an extensive diction
I'm addicted to being an addict with an addiction
WR Teschke  Nov 2010
Addicted
WR Teschke Nov 2010
Maybe I'm addicted to that feeling
Addicted to that living
Addicted to that painless high that glorious mental healing

Addicted to the smiles, addicted to the lights
Addicted to those pretty girls all dressed in tights
Addicted to the laughter, addicted to the game
Addicted to that feeling that I need to keep me sane

Addicted to that feeling, that feeling deep inside
It starts with just a feeling then it turns into a ride
I want to be hooked
Addicted to you
First thing in morning
Addicted to you
Last thing at night
Addicted to you
Alway on my mind
Addicted to you
Perfect fix every time
Addicted to you
Losing my mind
Addicted to you
Losing myself
Addicted to you
I know I'll never win, because I'm
Addicted to you
Eisen Pacheco  Sep 2014
Addict.
Eisen Pacheco Sep 2014
I'm not addicted to the substance
I don't really care about the high or the low
I'm addicted to the morning after
I'm addicted to being able to tell you exactly how I feel
and to take it all away the next day
I'm addicted to "I'm sorry, I was so ****** up."
I'm addicted to "It's okay."
Because I'll never be enough.

   I'm addicted to the aftertaste of our drunken kiss
I'm addicted to forgetting how you pushed me from your lips
I don't care for lightheaded feelings
I get enough from you
I don't need the acid rising up
but you hold me when I do

I don't need the ****** parties
The kids all passed out on the floor

I'm addicted to sobering up
I'm addicted to needing you more.

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