Iv Never Been

Iv never been. if this is what addiction feels like than maybe I do get it . the need to use again after each dose , I always need another hit . then there’s the withdrawal the longer u go , the more u feel like u can’t handle it . One more I need to see you knowing you shouldn’t but you’re feeling bad so you risk it. Knowing the aftermath however u can’t think rationally let alone realistic . But here I am to say I only relate to this from love. Cause the day you left i realized I was an addict. Feeling afraid and running from the truth that i predicted. “I’m not your enemy “ is a sentence that I thought would always be contradicted. because, in this weren’t you my drug ? I felt close to death when we would become distant. Because I’m never really right when we’re not consistent. And isn’t that , how it feels to be addicted? Iv never been addicted but if this is what it feels like , then maybe I do get it . Cause if your love was a pill ?. I’d continue to take it , A prescription always needing a fill , if you were my drug , would i always be a victim . Drowning but wide awake from it .fighting but not really able to get loose from it . So to say if this was addiction id consider I’ve lost to it . Nevertheless it’s a good thing this narrative isn’t all to this. Just a poem in anthology, another chapter in this book . Even so , if you were my drug I’d willingly take it and stay hooked .