Thread: "Unbreakable Addiction"

I can't stop...
My mind thirsts for it.
I can't think...
My body deserves it.
I need this drug,
my life depends on it.

I try and stop,
really I do.
But the farthest I get,
I end up here.
Back at the begining,
the start of the longing.
I ache for it all:
the relief by pain,
the temperary high,
the possiblity I may die,
the evidence I'm alive,
the peace of release.
What I crave most though,
the feel of belonging.
And once again
I'm back at the begining.

I can't stop...
My mind thirsts for it.
I can't think...
My body deserves it.
I need this drug,
my life demands it.

Why can't I stop?
I try,
really I do.
But this want is so strong,
and I am so weak.
The desire is to much,
and listness to unyielding.
Always longing,
I end up at the begining.
I want to feel full,
I want to feel whole.
I desire it all:
the visibility of blood,
the freedom of love,
the connection with others,
the feel of their blows,
the glimps of belonging.
And yet again,
I end up at the begining.

I can't stop...
My mind thirsts for it.
I can't think...
My body deserves it.
I need this drug,
my life demands it.