It amazes me, how addicted I got to you; it's ridiculous how I took you in, like a good pain killer, but with no itch or Nausea. I went to sleep thinking about you, dreamed you, an was feening by 7:30 every night. Just when I thought I had a steady supply, you completely cut me off, forcing me to quit cold turkey.
Tempted again, but only consuming small doses this go around. . I'm trying not to give in.. I don't wanna be dependent, or be left wanting.. I guess I just need a little fix here n' there, but I seem to still be withdrawing.. not getting the full effect. But there's a new rush, an uncertainty of my well being. I knew there'd be side affects, but over looking the facts, an ignoring possible outcomes; I'm slowing slipping.
