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Tilting my head back and swallowing without protest,
	Like a sweet honey that I crave so much.
	Like candy, I’d surely die if I didn’t have it,
	It’s become the normal routine now.

	At first, it hurt, but now I’m not phased one bit,
	It’s just another thing that hurts for a second.
	When it disappears, I have no more worries,
	For I’m dependent on it, as it will surely save me.

	But such a thing surely cannot save me from myself,
	It cannot save me from all of my bad habits. 
	At this point, I can’t guarantee that it’s working,
	But life continues on the same, no one has to know.

	It’s all because of that thing, that one curse of me,
	The one thing that breaks my body until I cry.
	Am I tired or fatigued? Hungry or just craving?
	I can’t tell you how I’m feeling anymore. 

	Once ago, long ago, I never thought this would be,
	I never thought I would have to be like this. 
	But life is a cruel mistress that twists the world around,
	So here I am, somehow still living.

	I’m not ungrateful, I wouldn’t wish this upon anyone,
	To have to take bitter candy every day.
	I hate it, I can’t express how much I hate it,
	And I don’t know if I’ll ever actually move on. 

	I want to be like that little girl I saw,
	So sweetly swinging from the tree. 
	She didn’t have to give a single care in the world,
	All she had to do was smile.

Copyright © Frisk Carris | Year Posted 2017

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