Addict

Addict

You’re always trapped in the back of my mind

Why do you stay there?

What do you find?

It must be cozy with my deepest thoughts

You’d know all my secrets

Sadness is all you’ve brought.

I’ve tried shaking you out

Drinking and dancing

But you’re the addiction my life’s been about 

Author's Note

Just a small poem I wrote out of boredom. Tell me what you think :) Thanks for stopping by

Reviews

[Silver]

I actually like it :) very sweet

[Wórdsmíth]

Quiet interesting to read. You mentioned here deep thoughts. At one point, you expressing the dark side of life which, may be, brought to you by love. On contrary, you defined... how the "dark-sided" portion of life effects the whole life sitting around the corner of a dark room holding tears & pain true. Deep thoughts! I`m going to look forward to reading your stuffs!

[Stefanie Holmes]

Addictions can overpower someone so easily. They are not easy to get rid of and a lot of people out there don't understand how difficult addictions are to overcome. It takes a lot of willpower... thats for sure. Great write Ren!

~Stefanie

[Stephen]

Intoxicating~~Mind!

Umm, when we are alone --- such sorta thoughts hit on our mind and the hearts pushed us doing what the feelings of body wants serving a kind pleasure themselves. This write`s short but very sizzling with the words. Great job!

[Rachelle]

Emotional attachments and then some….
At some point we have to distance ourselves to keep ourselves whole - if only to preserve who we are and what we are before we give ourselves to another.

[Einstein Noodle]

addictions can be many and varied .. our addiction to obsessive thoughts of one kind or another can be very troubling ... yet we continue to visit them over and over ... i understand this is about a lost love but it also has a universal, layered appeal to it ..
E.

[Ryan Somers]

deeper than the roots of a tree

[A. Amos]

Interesting write and good read

[John Ryan]

I am an addict

a Music addict
it always helped me out when i was down and out and thought that life really sucked

I wrote this in like the 8th grade

"Music is the drug that i let fill my body, my veins. Im addicted to it like i was sniffing cocaine.
Beats blasting through my radio and headphones careening different rhythms, beats, and feels.
Cobain, Lennon, even Pretty Lights.
I Feel the sound the beat makes. BOOM POW! Reviving my body like a defibrillator on a heart
Music might make me good or evil.
Inspiration, chill, mellow, soft rock, electronic, instrumental, classical, reggae
or grunge, punk, dubstep, rap, trap, something hardcore

Music is the soul of the universe, Music is alive, when it hits you, You Feel no Pain,
Music, Take me Away"