Selfish Indulgence

 
My disease,
my confliction
it’s my creation,
my addiction.
Half-healed wounds,
an empty heart;
searching for ways
to set you apart.
You are beautiful
It’s plain to see,
sexy and sweet
but so is she.
My smile is sharp
and my drug is delicious,
the pain I create
is violent and vicious.
I’m sorry now
and I’ll be sorry forever
for the loss of control
and the hope that I’ve severed.
So protect your emotions
and ready your resistance
because this selfish indulgence
sustains my existence.