Addicted
You’re like a drug
coursing through my veins
Erasing time and reason
consuming my brain.
You intoxicate my senses
until I can’t think straight.
I’d rather talk to you than sleep
so I lay awake and wait.
You’re an upper to me most times
rapid pulse and thoughts that whir.
Wanting more and more of you
you make my focus blur.
But the crash is monumental
leaving a gaping space.
Knowing I’ll never get enough
it’ll always be the smallest tatste.
I’m addicted to these highs
frightened by the lows.
I know I need to quit this
but further and further it goes.
