A new habit

This poem is by a kid i never got a long with but i love his work and i cant even tell you how good of an artist he is...anyways

a new habit
by:warren w.summers

a new habit
i cant stop
its already to late

a problem i didn't need
a problem just Had to create

just a little pressure
the first one was quick

i wanted more pain
i didt want to quit

the second one hurt more
i started to shake

my thoughts ran wild
still worried about the promises you make

i bleed through out the night
the razor finally went dull

your still floating in my head
nothing can git you out at all

r&c plz