Addicted

I am addicted

to something

that I know

is slowly killing

my soul.

I want to stop

-cold turkey-

I want to free myself

from these chains

but society trains us

to rely on this drug

to crave this drug

to kill for this drug

to die for this drug

to drill under the Arctic

for this drug

now I’m getting carsick

for this drug

I start to panic

when I’m too far

from my dealer

my mothers dying

and needs a healer

I love her

to the moon and back

but to feed this addiction

which is far worse

than crack

I steal from her

I tear off her limbs

I gouge out her eyes

I cut out her heart

and I fully realize

that I’m killing

her

and I hate myself

for it

but I’m a junkie

and I need a fix

we’re all addicted

and need our…