Addicted

 

Addicted

 

I thought I had it under control,

This addiction wrapped in chains,

Buried, drowned, smothered in dark and deep waters,

The part of me that craved a fix

I was convinced had long since died.

I never forgot how it felt to be high,

Never wanted to feel those lows again,

Yet yearned to revel in them

One last time.

 

Then I inhaled you in,

Subtle spicy scent striking me,

Your voice a familiar, sweet sting,

And that euphoric, erotic, heady rush

Addicted me once again.

I didn’t want any of your perfect poison,

And I couldn’t get enough,

That perplexing paradox,

That salvation in sin,

Hating you for my love of you,

My core caving in,

Tears trembling and threatening to trace

Track marks down my flushed cheeks

But never falling

As I fell for your seductive song again,

Needle piercing heart,

Waiting for whispers of lust and want,

Withdrawal a weighty inevibility,

Walls withering to rubble,

Your voice in my ear:

Need you, need you, need you…

Author's Note

This isn't finished...I'm stuck. However, let me know what you think!

Reviews

[melissa]

I enjoy your words. Very well put together. I really get a prickly bittersweet but ok in the end feeling when I read this. Nice :)

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

So many young people find themselves in this maze of addiction. I hope it is finally beaten.

Well Written.

[John Stussy]

Seems finished to me, and well written also! The addictions of feelings brought on by another when it's undesired, it's a serious pain in the head and heart.

[Tamme]

I like how you have it going. You touch on all those feelings that came to me when I succumbed to a taunting addiction. It makes sense to me. The flow and short sentences make me feel like it's being hidden. Like the speaker is being sneaky about it in attempt to hide it from itself.