Addicted

I’ve become addicted,
So it seems.
Always on my mind.

To me it’s a drug,
And endless obsession,
So soon to be my fate.

The temporary high
I ache for.
Give me my freedom.

Giving in to my obsession
Ridding me of my feelings,
Hate, bliss, passion,
And everything in between.

But soon after,
I wish I hadn’t.
Now I start the calendar over.

Again I start
To count the days.
Forever it seems
Since the last.

And again I obsess,
I ache,
I give in,
And wish I hadn’t.

First day…
Second day…
Third day…
Fourth day,
Give in.

First day…
Second day…
Third day…
Fourth day…………....