The Addiction

Burning skin soothes my soul. Anything to get out of my mind. As the motion intensifies, I feel the vice grip tighten. It is here I have the power. The hate and heat runs through my veins, I need to extinguish the air from my lungs. I need to reach this ultimate high. My hands are clammy and I can’t stop shaking, I’m pleading to be sent over the edge of this reckoning. My heart beat slows and my breathing mellows, Reality sets in and I feel the shame. I’ve fed this addiction again.