Drug

I'm sorry its like this,
torn between 2 parts.
One part of me is saying yes,
and the other protecting my heart.

Its like I'm a prisoner,
locked up in a cage.
Where the suffering and conferment,
swallows up the rage.

I hurt myself ....when I'm lost,
and dig my skin so deep.
My heart and mind go so blanc,
and I cant even speak.

Why do you,
why does love,
make me suffer so?
Make me dim my inner light,
and leave me with no where to go?

But i cannot turn my head,
and begin to walk away.
Because you see.........your my drug,
so addictive.......i gotta stay.