When My Addiction Speaks
When my addiction speaks
It's your last hit you say,
I’ll get clean one day.
I'll give up the blow,
After this show.
After this drink I will definitely stop,
I am standing here handcuffed being dragged by the cops.
I will not take those pills that sit over there,
I will will not vomit again into my hair.
My cuts on my arms will definitely fade,
I am addicted to this little blade.
My baby will grow up knowing me well,
You are putting needles in veins your body you sell.
My crawling feeling will fade in time,
the storm will finish and the sun will shine.
I'll have one last bong before I drive,
Measuring your coffin to fit your size.
I will stop the binge eating the purging will end,
I am addicted to you my scales are my friend.
Sex is amazing I just can't stop,
In bed with one and the erections a flop.
I am addicted to cigarettes my fingers are stained,
Yesterday I found out lung cancer was named.
I am dying to quit you, I put you out where you belong,
I tried but it didn't stay to long.
I put my money into the pokies it went up in smoke,
Now I am homeless totally broke.
I am sitting in prison for the rest of my time.
I love you I hate you addiction of mine.
I finally sit here and cry for weeks,
I heard you ok ! when my addiction speaks.
Copyright © Belinda Hemmens | Year Posted 2021
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