Addiction

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvzmIPWBaBY

I come home in the morning
hazy sun
hazy day
my mind is away

I wake up in the evening,
hazy moon,
hazy stars,
strange bleeding scars.
on my back.

Addiction.
It's killing me.
My addiction

Can't stop, cannot drop,
you are my biggest fan.
Can't stop, cannot drop,
you are my dearest friend.

I'm about to leave for the night.
Cool water's mist. It kisses me.
And I wouldn't feel loved, that is right,
without you. We both agree.

Cannot stop, cannot drop you.
You are my biggest friend.
The crystal clear water,
the cool water in my hands.
The hazy glass,
The lazy drops,
my biggest friend.

Addiction is killing me.
My addiction.

I feel there's nothing I can do.
Try to break away or follow through.
I cannot win, cannot lose.
It starts right here with my blues.

Addiction.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvzmIPWBaBY
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A  Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 11:09 PM
Awesome poem, VIC..... SKAT
Heemstra Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 10:01 AM
Those tight hands of addiction they'll never leave go! Great write!
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