Addiction
You're my crazy addiction.
It's like I'm dying of thirst,
And you're my first sip of water.
I keep letting you in,
Hoping you will make things better,
But all you do is hurt me and make me bleed.
I try to resist you,
I try to let you go,
But once things start to go down hill,
I lean twords you,
To make me feel better.
I know you're wrong,
But I'm addicted.
No matter how hard I try to resist you,
There's no turning my head,
Not for one second.
I'll keep coming back to you,
Tell there's nothing left of me,
But empty viens and a dried corpes.
i'm quoting kesha...great
waht people dont realize is love is a drug (kesha) and people can be addicted, this can be good or bad.
This poem is about
This poem is about cutting.....its about an addiction to a razor..
~Kaylee_Dawn~