My Addiction

A Poem by Sarah

You're my drug.
My drug of choice.
I'm addicted.
I can't stop.
I need you gone.
You've taken control of my life.
I'm not the same without you.
When you are with me, I'm high.
So high that I never want to come down.

Every piece of me aches for you.
Every inch of my skin longs for your touch.
From the moment you first touched me,
I was addicted.
There's not a sober vein in my body.
You fucked me up so bad.
I'm hooked.
I can't stop.
I can't stop loving you.

The first time we were introduced,
You made me feel so...happy.
It was a new happiness.
A happiness that was addictive.
Little did I know,
The pieces of you that sunk below my skin were poisonous.
The poison affected my blood stream.
It weakened my every being.
No matter how much pain I was in,
You had become a part of me.

There's no other drug like you out there.
Only I can feel the addiction you have caused.
You're an addiction I fail to resist.

All I wanted was someone to talk to.
Someone to listen to me.
Someone that understood me.
Instead, you became my weakness.
My kryptonite.

No matter what anyone says,
you were worth the pain.
I could never get enough of you.

Your kisses.
Your kiss were the worst.
They were the most addictive part of you.
I could never stop.
Your kisses were my number one addiction.
At first you took away the pain.
I couldn't feel anything.
I was so high.
You felt like home.
You had this unbearable warmth to you.

I will miss you forever,
like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies.
You were my own personal brand of heroin.

They tell me to move on.
How can I move on?
Your finger tips are still etched into my heart.
Your voice still echos through my body.
Your smile lives in my eyes.
Every time my mind wanders,
it goes directly to you.

It's five am and I love you.
In two years I will love you.
Five months ago I loved you.
In five years, two months and six days,
I will still love you.
When I'm seventy,
I will love you.
Nothing can stop me from loving you.

It's only you I want.
The only one I will ever want.
I yearn for you.
I crave for you.
A hunger that is insatiable.
A passion that burns hotter than fire.

Out of thousands of people,
Not one of them touched me the way you did.
When I met you,
My life was forever changed.

It wasn't your words I fell for.
It wasn't your skin.
Or your organs,
Or your bones.
I fell in love with your soul.

You were the reason I became stronger.
But you are still my weakness.
You brought out the best in me.
You're rare.
Different from the others.
Remarkable.
You're addictive.
You made me feel so alive.
I followed you straight into hell,
Just to keep getting my fix.

I never knew a safe place
Until I looked into your eyes.
I saw my future.
I was able to forget about my past.
I saw all of my dreams
and forgot about my failures.
In your eyes was where
I forgot about the monsters.
The monsters I was afraid of.
I stopped running.
I didn't have to hide from the ones inside me.
You don't even know it,
Your eyes were my safe haven.
You saved me

I need rehab.
My addiction for you,
it's uncontrollable.
Maybe I just need sleep.
All I know is,
I've got a sick obsession for you.
I see it in my dreams.
It haunts me.
I follows me everywhere.
You're intoxicating.
You're essential to survive.

You're the smoke I inhale.
The drug I inject into my veins.
It's to late.
To late to get rid of you.

All that's left to say is;
I crave you.
I crave you in the most innocent way.
I crave to say goodnight to you.
I crave to give you forehead kiss
And to say that I adore you
when you feel at your worst.
I crave you in ways where
I just want to be next to you.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.

You are my addiction.
I can't stop.
I wont stop.

© 2015 Sarah

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The Lost Themes

I will say that I enjoyed it! Part 2 as well.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Lewis

It's amazing. When there's someone who you know is bad for you, but you just can't stop wanting them. To kiss them, to hold them, to hear their voice - and even just being near them. I think it's the perfect way of putting it - comparing it to a drug addiction, a craving. The way you write is electrifying - I can feel that passion, that giddy rush the person brings, and that loss that's heartbreaking enough to cripple you but you don't regret a second of it.

Write more. Please. ;)