We are all addicted to something
Girls
Boys
Drugs
Booze
Boobs
Everyone has something they cannot resist
Computers
Food
Porn
Music
Words
I am addicted too!
Starts off with small little scratches on my arm
Turn into open sores later
Knife traces my pale flesh
Leaving little red raised lines,
For now
But addictions always become worse
Smoking
Gambling
Fighting
Gaming
Sex
Over time
I developed a tolerance
One sharp knife
First sight of blood
I never felt such joy
Crimson beads river of happiness
Moved on to razor blades
Need pain to feel every time
Deeper
Bloodier
Darker
Redder
Meaner
Now my scars take longer to heal
And as soon as they fade
I am at it again
Cutting away my hurt
Self-inflicting my pain
Choosing my own sorrow
Over tragedies defined by fate
I will do it to myself
And not let destiny dictate my aches
Soon I fear
It will become worse
How much longer until I am another
Killed by the pains of addiction?
