He's Got An Addiction I Can'T Cure Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I will hold my ground.
I will not make one complaint or sound.
Relinquish the control.
Dieing slowly all alone.
A personal endeavor.
Acting out as a fool would only do.
With expectations running out so quickly.
What will you do now?
What will you do now?
That you have pushed me away for the bottle.
For just one more swallow.
Angry and miserable and nobody to hate but yourself.
Regret is easily forgotten with another reaching of what is on top of that shelf.
I pick you up only to watch fall right back down.
You take a swing at me and I just walk the other way.
I'll see you on a very sobering day.
I know you are waiting on and wanting the company.
But not when you hate, not when your slurred words are nothing but pure venom.
So say it again I hope your happy.
I never took a damn thing from you that was not given freely.
Let god be the true judge.
Say it with me all will be forgiven.
But even at that the thoughts of what I know still it crosses my mind.
Things won't change.
Once an addict always addict.
A promise that is but an impossibility to keep.
Oh but I swear.
A repetition of a constant repair.
But this time you just cant fix it.
This time I won't just forget it.
This time is not like all the times before.
Your second chance came and went.
And now I only see what is relevant to the here and now.
I hope you are proud.
Let the guilt eat at your soul.
For I regret nothing.
The only mistake was not doing it sooner.
Trust is not as easily given to those who betray no matter the reason.
No matter how good the flavor or season.