Addicted To W Ds
I know that I’m addicted Although it’s self inflicted Life is not what I depicted To this I am convicted I don’t want any help I want to do it myself My efforts are in vain It’s impossible to abstain Even when I try distraction My demons say time for action I wish I could just have them slain But I can’t nor my life regain Even if I could ebb the woes The need for this never slows I am losing this battle, feeling drained my brain will simply not be retrained Please someone give me the solution End the voices and my mind pollution Or I know what I’m destined for If I can’t beat this I’ll be here no more
Now for that reason I'm disturbed
But here's the real news feed
I'm addicted to my words
But in your mind you was thinking weed
Copyright © Robert Walker | Year Posted 2019
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