The Game of Addiction

The creeping feeling. 

Like needles rolling over my skin. 

 The urge to act. Without the power to resist. 

 Is this the beginning? 

Or a prelude to the end? 

My body is craving it. 

My mind screaming for it. 

 The stress piles on. The anxiety overwhelms.  

The will to fight quickly fading. 

A spirit devouring need for a fix. 

I cry out one last time for help. 

Nobody cares enough to heed my please. 

 All hope of resistance is gone. 

I give in to the nagging itch. 

I give up all everything I've worked for. 

 All my hopes, all my dreams. 

Shooting the plunger down. 

My world fades to black. 

 Too much, too soon. 

I've over done it. 

 I've given in too deeply. 

Paying the heaviest price. 

That's what happens when you play the game. 

The game of addiction.