people frown upon me
they don’t know my struggle
they haven’t had the pain of rejection
or the rush of addrenalin
coursing through their vains
the feeling of excitement
when something is done
by your own doings
the constant nightmaires
waking up drenched in sweat
because it felt so real
Addiction doesn’t care
how long you’ve been hiding
she’s there to welcome you
with both arms open
telling you everything is ok
Addiction
people say it’s fake
No. Not true
to me it’s there
and it’s very, very real