Addicted

I feel like a princess
When you look at another female
I feel secure and content in this
Knowingly it’s bound to fail
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Still we are in a good place
Despite your glazed pinned eyes
Sweet tender warm embrace
comes from your compulsive lies
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Empty threats keep me protected
considering your number of labels
luckily enough I’ve faithfully perfected
your feeble attempt on turning tables
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I blatantly blind the lack of respect
the mistreatment by your addiction
convinced myself it was only the effect
of your beloved needed prescription
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Swallowing your ten pills
Everyday, religiously
Alongside of your 70mls
Order to keep another habit away
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On the roof of our flat
close as I could get to the moon
In the pouring rain alone I sat
Humming a mellow melody tune
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No point in returning home
You awaken from being off your face
Unawares you were there alone
Or that I’d even left the flat in first place
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Still you’re anxious and paranoid
Only your own guilt to blame
Hence every question I ask you avoid
With zero remorse and zero shame
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See yourself more of a master than a devil
To me literally dust
There’s no limit no level
Most importantly there’s no love only lust
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I sat in your sadistic honey trap
Awaiting my release
They say curiosity kills the cat
Yet I’m still praying for my peace

~ Ji ™️©️