Addiction's a Pain
By Sam Tyler
God damn,
This has been my vice for far too long,
No way in,
And no way out,
Which way is up?
Which way is down?
I'm caught in a perpetual whirlwhind of my own thoughts.
Pick up the blades,
Wait,
No put that away,
Pick up that joint,
Take a hit,
Fade away.
Find the bottle,
Why not just finish it off?
Damn don't I have a rpoblem?
I wish I knew which way was the right way out,
I used to know how to stop,
How to control this,
How to get off this merry-go round.
But now,
Now I'm stuck,
Stuck in a vicious cycle of repition.
Repition and subsitution,
If it's not this then it's that,
Always some form of self-destruction,
What is happiness?
I just want to be happy for once,
But I can't seem to find it long term,
Damn,
I just want to stay sober.
I just want to quit all these terrible habits.
My life consists of,
Self-isolation,
Subsitution,
And repition.
You know this cycle,
Don't you?
I'm tired of wasting people's time,
Seems to be all I do nowadays.
Author Notes: *I've gotten a lot better since this point, but I'm just uploading all of my work up to this point*
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