Addiction

It hurts my eyes

to look at you all day.

But when I look away,

I can’t think straight.

You are the thing that guided me

to the edge of a bridge

and said,

“If you give me up, you’ll be free”.

But I know deep down,

the freedom of which you speak

is strictly restricted to a long drop

to the sea far below my feet.

You control me,

and I am a slave to thee.

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