im addicted.
it calls me, makes me crave more.
screams for my thighs, a touch at a vien.
to watch the blood drip down my leg and to the floor.
being my pleasure when all i have is pain.
im addicted.
its there when i cant stand to look at myself in the mirror.
there when i need pleasure to numb my heart.
its there when i need something to love, to cherish, to hold, to make clearer.
its there when i cant have you and when i need to finish something you only want to start.
im addicted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem