Another Kind of Addict

An addiction you didn't know you had.

Another pill,

will not make me forget the pain.

All I need is for someone to tell me

that I am not insane.

 

Another drug,

will not change me in any way.

All I need is for someone to tell me

that I'm welcome to stay.

 

Another shot,

will surely not change a lot.

All I need is for someone to tell me

I am what I am, and I'm not what I'm not.

 

So come on, give up the needle.

Come on, give up the pill.

All I need is another brainwash

so please just tell me how to feel.

 

So come on, give up the needle.

Come on, give up the pill.

All I need is another brainwash

so please just tell me how to feel.

Reviews

[John Stussy]

A rather accurate view of society actually. The last stanza repeated hits home the fact that we need others to make us feel good, that we can't persuade ourselves. Great, thought-inspiring poem.

[Kristoco]

As I read this poem I find many thoughts come to mind. Sadly it is society that has taught us that we need someone else to tell us whom we are. You showed that very eloquently in this poem. Yet it is truly our own selves that can only find whom we are within and save our souls.

Loved the poem! Keep up the great work!

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Seems like my life sometimes. Nicely done, wonderfully written.

Great Write!