Relapsed

A Poem by Lily Anna

I was meaning to finish my task of happiness.
I have a million things going through my mind and a million

and one that I'd like to do with my one hour of peace right

now. I'm on my second cup of anxiety and adrenaline has gone
beyond me. If I could describe my current thoughts and the one
piece I'd like to complete before it fades. It's that I want it
to be as perfect as it feels. I want it to be as blissful as flows
through me. As breath taking it as it takes it away from me.I have
yet to decide on what to name it. I could name it HAPPINESS, but
that's just rubbing it in. Like,it's quite obvious right? It talks
about how hooked I am on it. I've never had an addictive behavior
nor fanatic of any sort. However, I've encountered withdrawals of
what I swear is cocaine to my body. It's kept me up for days, made
my mind race and brake the speedometer and I swear I could feel
like I was delusional at the lack of it... coffee.