Addiction
Are you ready to play?
My game of lucid fear,
Come, come for a ride,
Take the pill, one more drink
Retreat from reality and hide.
Come, come I plead,
Rest in the shine of a babies’ eye,
Fill that burning wanton need,
Jagged, stark comes the sun,
Shy away, shun the world,
Time again for one more hit.
Copyright © Matthew Waters | Year Posted 2019
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