An Addicts Withdrawl (Day 2)
I'm still fiending
i'm sitting in a dark room
1 window
wrapped in a blanket, staring at the moon
it hurts my eyes
makes me bleed tears
I meditate on the feelin' you've instilled in my life
just once I felt everything was all right
now your gon and all i have is past memories
though you're part of my history you remain inmy dreams
relapses of indescribable highs
daylight to midnight you keep me tongue tied with a bottled mind
gave me more than what God has in his skies
I rubbed the spot that you formerly occupied
I began to tremble thinking how that flame has died
I tried you now i'm trying to rid myself of you
U did bad things to me
messed up my mentality
As I prepare to return to reality and reshape physical formality
I stil love you, but I can't help but hate what you've done
I'll look at this as a challenge that i've won
I'll be an Addict until my Withdrawl is done.
Copyright © Norey Bailey | Year Posted 2006
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