Addict Behaviors

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