Like a addict I was hooked on you
You were my drug I couldn't live without
Bad for me, though I went back for more
I had to have you no matter the cost
Not just to me but everyone around me
You brought out the best and worse in me
Made me unrecognisable to myself
I grew to hate me and how you made me feel
This was not the life I wanted, still I couldn't give you up
As my dealer I was worth more to you addicted
No good would ever come of this
Like magnets the pull too strong
Cold Turkey and a new life, the only way
Facing the problem of the addiction as one on one with the problem of the dealer. Hopefully this logistic enabled a healthy departure from dealer and addiction.
The addcition spoken here is like a drug that has a negatgive impact. Love should always improve somebody, not bring them down. Thank you for sharing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes the world of reality is cruel.