Addiction

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Volume Three

 

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Addiction

 

 

These pills they got me twisted
follow me as I'm about to get wicked
Russian roulette at the tips of my fingers
In this mad circus there are only hell bringers
Run, run little man, run, run till you can no longer stand
chase your fix, to get your kicks, the illusion is the trick
Addiction, a mental prescription, an emotional subscription
a slave to the obsession, till your staring down the barrel of that gun
and in that moment you realized you never had won.

 

 

It's a bad trip in the making
hearts pounding, nerves shaking
as my reality starts breaking
The wall, coming in fast
as the rush never does last.

 

 

A sobering thought, the entire world will rot
standing at the pillars of the lost
our sins bartered at the ultimate cost.
A confession before the devil, your own mimic
A perfect copy, no gimmick
The surprise comes when it speaks.

 

 

“Man in their infinitely gift to love and hate
limitless possibilities bestowed to those who can create
often finds themselves favoring destruction and death
forcing themselves to live with a lifetime of regret.
So that the forests of sorrows, and the mountains of misery
shall remain their friends forever.”

 

 

It can become an addiction, to find perfection
to chase a star, the illusion to an endless war.


 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hmmm not sure about this one.

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Juggalette....MCL's picture

Wow this is very similar to

Wow this is very similar to my poem titled addiction!!!! I love it someone else has the same mindset or had the same mindset as myself. Amazing work i love it

MatthewWayne's picture

Thank you again, When I get a

Thank you again, When I get a chance I'll check out yours! :)


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

MrsLivingston©'s picture

Amazing! I loved it. It was

Amazing! I loved it. It was beautiful. How can you not be sure about this one? It's great!


~BUG~

MatthewWayne's picture

Thank you, its just.... part

Thank you, its just.... part of me finds it distasteful to emporhaize(sp) or basicly glamorize and make art out of a very serious "condition" I suffer from.. so its just kinda depressing in a way is all.. but it means a great deal to me that you liked it.


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

Elfy's picture

Woah lol omg I loved this.

Woah lol omg I loved this. It's fast to read, you have to keep going with it, you can't stop. And it speaks loudly, very descriptive, and detailed. Very good.


-Elfy*

MatthewWayne's picture

haha I might add an Addendum

haha I might add an Addendum to it later but for now it is finished :S took a lot out of just to choke that out :(


"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne