Addiction

Truly there is no simple way,

To explain why I'd pay the price I pay,

For every minute, second, moment,

For the feeling of it,

For the,

Danger,

Pleasure,

Glory of it.

When I surrender myself,

To it's powerful hand,

Indulge,

In it's sin,

I become one with it.

I am branded,

With a seal of might. 

Chained,

With chains of gold.

Thrown,

Into a pit of light.

Locked,

Inside with the world.

Everyone around me is,

Nothing more than human.

But aren't I too?

No.

I am superior.

I am a monarch.

A despot.

A God.

Carrying a sword of success,

Wearing a crown of honor,

In my own name.

Flying to heights,

No other,

Arrogant,

Pathetic,

Incompetent human, 

Has ever been able to reach!

Until...I realize...

I am in truth branded,

With a seal of shame.

Chained,

With chains of iron.

Thrown,

Into a pit of darkness.

Locked,

Inside alone.

Everyone around me is,

More than human.

But aren't I too?

No.

I am inferior.

I am not a king,

I am not a God,

I am a slave.

Carrying nothing but filthy hands,

Wearing nothing but tear marks of repent,

In it's own name.

Not flying but falling,

To depths no one has ever known...

I am addicted to it.

Author's Note

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