Addiction
Addiction is a disease,
and for destructive emotions, it's a release.
Addiction is nothing new,
but the pain it creates, nomatter how we deny it, will always be true.
Addiction is like medication,
and if you cling on to it will eventually become your only dedication.
Addiction creates lies,
addiction is what we develop when we want people to hear our cries.
Addiction is what we use as an excuse,
it's the reason why we always point the finger and accuse.
Addiction is real,
it is the reason why we try to block what we really feel.
Addiction lures us in,
Addiction in all ways, will always be our sin.
Addiction lives in me,
but it's up to me to open my eyes and see.
Addiction lives in you,
don't let you having nothing left be your only cue.
Addiction is your pain,
don't let it make you go insane.
Addiction is the devil,
and if you don't stop it now, against your own life,
you will be a rebel.
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