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A Friend Named Addiction
Day, night
Consuming my mind
Paralyzing the insides
Yet freeing from strife
Needing, wanting
To feel you once more
Giving me nourishment
I embrace entrapment
My aim, my regret
My reason, my secret
You are my insanity
My constant attempt
My nothing, my everything
My world in a dream
My escape, my salvation
My beautiful sin
My death, my life
A friend by my side
You're all that's insane
My passion, my pain.
That remind me of someone I was in love with but I still like the poem
Your style (at least for this poem) is unlike any that I have ever seen. I love it; it's truly an amazing piece of work.
This poem is right on the dot. It is, to me, the true feeling of addiction. Thank you for commenting my poems, i look forward to reading yours.