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Mantra of a Junkie
It’s hard to hate an addiction you feed
Who else is there to blame but you?
Starve the addiction, it withers dies
But for one reason or another, I can’t see it through
I love my addiction, I know that I shouldn’t
I should be a slave to nothing
It’s at the start of each day that I make the same way
To visit the addiction I’m nursing
It doesn’t hurt anyone, not even me
I can’t find a reason to stop
I’ve made it a part of me inside my veins
This habit that I refuse to drop
It’s scarred me and branded me
I take it wherever I go
The scars I can hide easily enough
So much that not one will show
My addiction is mine and no one else’s
No one can take it away
Take it or leave it, it’s part of my life
I’ve carved out the place it will stay
Who else is there to blame but you?
Starve the addiction, it withers dies
But for one reason or another, I can’t see it through
I love my addiction, I know that I shouldn’t
I should be a slave to nothing
It’s at the start of each day that I make the same way
To visit the addiction I’m nursing
It doesn’t hurt anyone, not even me
I can’t find a reason to stop
I’ve made it a part of me inside my veins
This habit that I refuse to drop
It’s scarred me and branded me
I take it wherever I go
The scars I can hide easily enough
So much that not one will show
My addiction is mine and no one else’s
No one can take it away
Take it or leave it, it’s part of my life
I’ve carved out the place it will stay
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