ADDICTION

Another creative writing piece i did in high school

Any other thing would not cause me as much torment as this.

Deities so holy would look at me with disgust.

Devouring what little sanity I had left with each sip I took, each sip I take.

Injection of poison to my body, my brain, his heart, my soul.

Clearly I didn’t know this demon would come out of me, but it did.

Till now I was blessed with the power of self-control but I see now that it went away.

I should have opened my eyes sooner; my actions were inflicting my living and the one trying to live.

One day maybe I will overcome this self-inflicted torment for what I’ve done.

Nothing is as painful as this, as giving birth to a stillborn son.