Addictions

Need is itching at my brain,

Twitching, squirming, dark desire.

Want, so strong to rival pain,

It burns, my sanity on fire.

Scratching brings it no relief,

Feeding fuel to open flame.

Indulging urges brings me grief,

Circle of unending blame.

Which is worse, I ask myself

Bitter cure or sweet disease?

Should I find misery in health,

Or hunger that I can't appease?

Slave to self destruction's chains,

Harmful habits clutch me tight.

I can't scrub this soul of stains,

When being wicked feels so right.

Addictions all control me,

They come in many forms:

Drugs to warp reality,

Which love no longer warms.

People that I can't let go,

God knows how hard I've tried.

Haunted by the things I know,

And all the times I've lied.

If I stop my self abuse,

The whole world can't suffice.

So might as well admit the truth,

Life's dull without its vice.

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