I'M Addicted Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

You
are like an addiction:
Hard to get over it
When it's in my veins,
When it's in my thoughts.
Each time I see you,
around you,
I change.
I'm a different person.
Lively,
happy.
But, right after:
withdrawal.
Depressed,
nauseated;
I want you back so bad.
I want you there to
soften the crash
when I hit bottom.
And after a while,
when I'm almost clean,
washed of your
heartbreak;
of your infinent grasp,
here you turn back up.
And that's when your
therapy
works so well on me.
And,
oh,
I hate being
dependant, especially on you,
but, I gotta tell the truth.
I'm hooked,
I'm addicted,
and the climb will be
agonizing once
again,
just like it always is.