My addiction;

Its eating me up
killing;
the rush
thrilling;

captivating my very innocence
flooding me with guilt
breaking down the meek wall;
or resistance that i built.

my addiction;
my murder;
the victim of this crime;
is just me...
this time.

the end of me;
the death of this book;
dies like the the truth set free.

I'm mortal.
the pages will rip.
the words in me will fade.
the cover wont flip.

just ruin me now;
cause I'm dying inside.
and the life I'm in;
is a cruel, cruel ride.

one where we feel;
we see;
we live;
my addiction.