Can't stop

by Kaylee   May 21, 2013


Its addicting.
No matter how hard you want to stop you can't.
Alcohol, drugs, cuttings
Its all the same.
You want it,
You need it.
You love it,
You hate it.
With out it your miserable,
And ready to die.
What is it about it that is so comforting?
Is it that adrenaline that you get,
Is it that high?
Or maybe its the only way that you feel alive?
You can't go a minute with out thinking about it,
An hour without needing it,
And a day with out doing it.
But do you you want to be free?
Or are you ready to die?
You need to get out
Or you'll be eaten alive!!

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  • 11 years ago

    by WintersAngel

    Again, more emotion! It's the way you seem to pour part of yourself into each one of your poems! Fantastic write.