Hidden Addiction

You’re no good for me, my hidden addiction.
Every wicked corner of my brain screams for release
Blushing my skin with thoughts and deed
Warming my blood as your touch seeps into my veins
Never reaching my fragmented heart.
More, always more, I crave.
In my darkest recesses, it’s an eclipse of self, I seek
Needing and wanting are not the same.
So tired of life’s twisted little games.
Is it living? Just breathing in and out,  a mind made weak.
I fear there is so little left of me to save.
I beat myself down and tear myself apart.
Waking alone and adrift; time to pull on the reins.
Got to put on my face, smile, and try again to be freed.
Hoping today I will find some peace.
You’re no good for me, my hidden addiction.