Addiction

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Addiction

This is my problem that cant be solved,

Please help me out,

And get all this shit resolved,



These words are my weapons,

I am packin' the heat,

Loaded with guns,

This song's off beat,



You all piss me off,

I wont throw a punch,

Still you talk talk that trash,

Now you are left in my past,



As that night becomes day,

The day becomes night,

It repeats itself(always the same)

No fucking change,



This is my problem that cant be solved,

Please help me out,

And get all this shit resolved,



I have an addiction,

You said it was a prediction,

It will be my down fall,

My fall off of this earth,



Since my day of birth,

It was meant for me,

A hatefull tragedy,

Call it what you want,



Weed, Marijuana, Mary Jane,

Its my third nature,

Because its in my vains,



This is my problem that cant be solved,

Please help me out,

And get all this shit resolved,

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This me talking about having a problem, and that i need help to get it all settled and figured out. It is pretty self-explanatory.

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Lesley Silver's picture

I like this one..
i got no fancy words to say or anything. but i really like this one.

Robert C Millar's picture

Excellent poem