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lily Jan 2015
your taste is something that i had no name for
and it was the unknown part of you that i find so addicting
i kissed you until i could taste it in my mouth
Oh, how I love to
            light you up
       Watch you slowly burn
            Writhing
       between my finger
I know my love for you
         is slowly killing me
     But I enjoy watching you suffer
                    Filling my lungs
             Watching the smoky
      Leftovers of your soul
Float into the air
         I breathe you in so deeply
               Deep inside me
     Then slowly let you out
             Over and Over
        I created you
              I've made you who you are
Then I devour you
        Oh, how I love the taste of you
     The scent of you
                The fact that you're bad for me
         Just makes you all the more enticing
       Like life and everything
                 If you were good for me
          You wouldn't be so **addicting
*shrugs*
What can I say?
I'm addicting to smoking cigarettes, i wrote this in the amount of time it takes to smoke one.  Smokers will understand.  :)
Eleanor Rigby Nov 2014
You are the morphine kinda person;
Dangerous and addicting.


F.Z.N
Meagan Jan 2013
~ Emptiness consumes all thought, always lingers close
   Feeling less for a moment, until sound approaches the air
~ Time, reality, everything is now illuminated
   Emotions up rise, this feeling is familiar but rare
~ Thrills elude the mind, as beats miraculously appear
   Voices, faces and expressions are diluted but near
~ Addicting sounds, overwhelming beats, a beautiful mixture
   Everyone enjoying it, through the past and future
~ A confidence boost soon approaches, no matter your mood
   Secretive meanings, useless thoughts completely delude
~ Through stressful stages of mine, unique rhythms prevail
   Stressful states turn to relaxation, seems nothing can fail
~ Whichever, whoever, times change with the vibes
   Wherever, whenever, there are new meanings and rhymes
~ Eras will always persuade us with images
   Millions of different break downs, incredible visions
~ Gradual change defines the entire industry
   While our individuality remains, holding us freely
~ Your own interests influence what's unknown
   While the public worlds interests, influence what's overthrown
~ This reality has its own unique mixture of genres
   We'll never know those other realities, they're disguised in armor
~ You yourself understand the rhythms that keep you sane
   Let the music speak its mind, and run through your every vein
  ~Meagan Williams
   1.20.13
Elaboration on the different eras of music. What changes, and what stays the same throughout them.
Breathing in,
Exhaling smoke from my lungs
An elixir
A rhythmic motion to ease my mind
Euphoria on my tongue
A space in time,
Closing my eyes,
It's hard to define the same feeling
With any other action
A reaction
To you dealing out metaphors
Double meanings and fake lines.
Exhaling you out my mind
The cloud wraps around my head,
Settling in my hair,  
Like your scent on my sheets
Inhaling on repeat,
The memories burn slowly
Until they eventually fade out
And the smoke cloud can be seen through clearly.

**Until I light my next cigarette and your scent is the smoke and your face is burning at the end, yet I can't quit you or just put you out of your misery, it's too addicting.
Avery Greensmith Jul 2014
IT'S SO WRONG
IT'S SO SO SO SO WRONG
I'M ADDICTED TO YOU
AND THAT'S SO CLICHE BUT I DON'T
KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN IT ANY OTHER WAY THAT YOU WOULD
UNDERSTAND BECAUSE YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME AT ALL.
WHEN I'M NEAR YOU I GET THIS SICK HAPPY FEELING AND IT ONLY GOES
AWAY MONTHS AFTER LEAVING YOU.
WHEN I'M NOT NEAR YOU I FEEL LIKE I'M ONLY COUNTING
DOWN THE DAYS UNTIL I SEE YOU AGAIN AND
THAT'S NOT OKAY BECAUSE
I WANT TO LIVE MY OWN LIFE WITHOUT
WAITING FOR YOU TO BECOME PART OF MY LIFE AGAIN.
PLEASE GO AWAY BECAUSE I'M ADDICTED TO YOU
AND I DON'T WANT TO GO TO REHAB BECAUSE I CAN'T
STOP THINKING ABOUT YOUR STUPID LAUGH AND YOUR
STUPID EYES AND YOUR STUPID HAIRCUT THAT LOOKS
GORGEOUS ON YOU.
SO I'M ADDICTED TO YOU AND THAT'S IT
BUT PLEASE STOP BEING SO ADDICTING, STOP
EXPOSING ME TO THE SECONDHAND SMOKE OF YOUR
MIND BECAUSE I ALREADY CAN'T GET ENOUGH.
the addiction is slowly killing me and pretty soon i'll be a mess, only caring about you and the stupid way i love you.
billiondays May 2014
I was warned about
people like you;
The one with a
beautiful mind
and soft eyes
I was told to keep away
because you're addicting
and capable of destroying me
more than any drug could
I was told to keep you away
from my heart because
one wrong move
could be vital but
I've always been
one to take risks

– billiondays
Wendell A Brown Apr 2014
My God is a consuming fire
Who does meet my every need
He bounds my spirit in his pocket
As he quietly watches over me

Never again will I be alone
Or far from his eyes which see
For wherever it is I am in life
He will always be close to  me

He never forsakes me a moment
Of his blessed bread to eat
For my Lord provides my supper
And the spiritual drink I need

Though around me sin abounds
Each day pulling at my senses
His spirit allows my heart to see
Through all of sin’s pretenses

For my loving God, is pure life to me
Surrounding me with angelic fences
Holding me closely each and everyday
While keeping my heart very contented.
Being contented with Gods love

— The End —