AddictionA Poem by soccerkeeper123After so long everything becomes an addiction you brain starts to rely on it Even if its stupid Your body starts to crave it at the moment you cant have it when i say addiction people thing drugs not people but honestly I'd rather be addicted to drugs and pills rather than him greenish blue eyes I'd rather be addicted to drugs than his soft touch I would rather be addicted to drinking Than the sound of his voice in my ear I would rather be addicted to pills Than his hugs everyone makes sure that you know drugs are bad they certainly are But you can quit drugs I can't quit him Everyone always told me be aware of the drugs in bags and pills but they never warned me about the drug with his eyes and a calm steady heart beat © 2016 soccerkeeper123 |
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