Addicted To The Lies Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

You live a lie long enough it bites into you.
Inflicts its own kind of pain of embarrassment humiliation, and sorrow.
You are stained with it.
It becomes part of your name.
Not a utopia of fame, but something to be ashamed of.
And with a asking of forgiveness some repeat this monotony.
Because in the telling and living of it.
It becomes too addicting to just stop.
To just give it up
Like a pyro with his setting of and watching fires
The pleasure is only temporary.
A aphrodisiac.
A blissful high.
Oh dreamy clouds.
Entering the garden of eden.
Only to soon find it did not last as long as the first.
Going downhill.
Just for some more thrills.
Never enough.
Unendingly unsatisfied.
A free falling addiction.
This is the pathological affliction.
The compulsiveness is what repulses most.
No one wants to be the fool more then once.
The butt of a joke on a daily occasion.
Of course there is an abrasion.
And to think it is to satisfy some internal need of self gratification
Doesn't that just make you feel just elated.
Yes lets be friends.
I wonder how long it will be before they come unraveled again.
A chiming sound rings out for all to hear.
Do you prefer the front or the rear?
Oh dear.
Oh dear.
This habitual behavior doesn't just disappear.
And this is what I feared