You are a contr-adiction
Like acid rain on a down feather pillow
I let your silence you keep, be the noise I hear
The words you lock behind those precious lips
Are exactly what I desire so desperately, so deeply, to know

I dont want food to be my adiction anymore
I don't want to numb my emotions by yet another drug
I dont want to sweep everything underneath a rug.

Yes Ive did it wrong, but what could I do?
Food was the only thing that gave me comfort, its not like I've could've shoot up ******* in my veins at the age of 10.

But I had food, a sick adiction, a temporary fix, for problems that are much deep.

It's a miracle that I could've even function under such amounts of stress, But I did it brave without showing any signs of distress. And why, why wouldnt I feel disstress and pain? anyone that walked in my shoes would feel the same.

So this is my solution, a sour and sweet absolution, from now on there'll be no supstatution for how I feel.

You are my sweet addiction
just one touch can set me on fire
and make my world come crashing down
you help me
and you hinder me
you make me stronger
but at the same time
I'm weak
I can't imagine my life without you
but at the same time
I need to get free
and yet you saved me
saved me from myself
but I'm ready
ready to get out
but I know only you understand me
and in the end you will be the only person to care
when no one else does

She yerned for more as the traces shown clear.
Yet another always seems to follow the last in the fire that leaves you numb.
And in that lost emotion is when she yerns for it most and the flesh is but a vessel left to bargain.

Track mark tragedy in a clear junkies view.
Pushed in vein taken from time often we exist only to fade from light.
The beauty now a trainwreck of what could no longer be.

In *** she travels from self only to drown in thought.
Maybe this time just for the fix.
Soiled thoughts the picture never paints a suicides face.

A addict was created a scar is past.
Futures dim lit regression ****** left in shadows still remain.

That feeling none can explain for how is it to understand death in lifes last thought?
Two lips togather leaves one ina dope sick splendor to thrive.
In the depths of a adiction is when to me love is least alive.

She ask's for more blood does glisten from arm.
It's gone a liars need must reply.
Why fade when you can catch a fix slumbed lifeless in a stall.

In the shadows we consume the shallow means to still linger.
touch of gold a dust of reapers skelton finger.

She cries to as a empty soul filled in a addicts thought.
Will it fade in sadness a broken thought is but a dreams half *** reprize.

he is my adiction.
he makes me feel so high.
i feel like im on morphine,
when i look into his eyes.

just to feel his embrace, and
touch his face, makes me feel
like i, can touch the sky.
he has changed my life,
and ill love him until the day i die.

he is the light in the darkness.
with all of the love and wisdom that he shares.
he is the reason why i keep on breathing, and
believing, hes the anwser to my prayers.

hes the twinkle in my eyes.
my shelter, from the rain,
he is the love of my life,
and that will never change.

After a day and a half
party like i should not have
**** my loungs with the smoke
Get some ice cream at 4
a.m i know
I should get some sleep or no
Find myself Womenless
No one to feed my soul
Question the life
Question the chance
Did not take it this time
Brown skin blue eyes
Short hair no bra
Lost the key to my home
Too drunk to recall
De javu of adiction it's on my way i know
Should leave the vice behind
The venom i love
All quiet today
all is gone
Alone i do stay
No one to give confort
At the end it all ends
No one really cares
And once again i find myself
All alone
Womenless

Another life broken
Adiction taking over
Hearts around you breaking
Nothing effects you
But another hit
In a haze that makes you forget
Your innocents is gone
What have you done
Where did you go
I lost you in the smoke
I cant go any futher
Im losing myself
Trying to reach you
Im getting ****** in
Trying to pull you out

I missed it more than you know,
This is for you: may all your justice be
Done, uhn-uhn undone,
I hate being misplaced
Trying to have fun
With this
That tells
Of a rotten thing I must have ate...