Addiction

He's back again
creeping up my spine
wrapping his cold fingers
around like twine
choking me
making me fall for it
his grip so strong
he wont stop till i fall for it
screaming
bleeding
hopeless
weakling
he wont leave
never gets tired
the monster pleads
for one last fire
so soft
against my finger tips
just one last try
as i touch you to my lips
in the old world
back again
i lost all control
and i wont win
i cant run
or even hide
he always finds me
he always lied
am i dreaming?
it all seems so real
but i figure im not
because i can still feel
the cold wraps my body
soothing my pain
i try so hard
as you pulse through my veins


By: Bethany