Addict Behaviors
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i look up to a broken sky confusion and chaos flash through my hollow eyes
fears fears are consumed inside of me my addict tendecies constantly surround me
changing my ways is how i was told the cure is done
the drugs are gone but for how long still feeling like i don't belong
my old behaviors will not be my saviors
changing my ways will be the beginning to successful days
a hiddden lie is an attempt not to try and ultimitly leading to the question why
having no self control is another addictive hold but this is what i know
i must free my soul before it grow stoo dark too cold before there's a permanant hold
swaying all over the road hiding behind bushes
trying to stay strong and say goodbye to my addictive behaviors
it won't be long till the hand grabs me again unless i change all of my familiar ways
still afraid to change my life it's a constant stabbing of a doll knife
it's the darkness in my night the pain in my eyes the reason for hurtful lies
it's the needle in my arm that doesn't belong it's the hate i breed
the hunger i feed the whisper in my ear always staying near one more time and you'll be fine
it's the tears that scar my face the thought of being a disgrace
fear of going back to the hood because i'm just no good
it's the lack of trust being forever damned for hurting helpful hands
these are addictive thoughts that cause me to be distraught
it is the addict behaviors that pull me down into the ground
where for the most part of my life i've been found
Copyright © Marcie Keene | Year Posted 2009
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