ADDICTION

It's powerful...
It takes control of you...
It haunts you, like a shadow in the darkness.
At times it has made me beautifully broken.
It shatters my pieces...heart everywhere.
It pries at my shell.
It's hammer continuously chips away at my walls.
It is in my every waking thought...dream and nightmare.
I can't breath without it...
At times it rules me powerless to function.
It is extraordinary...
It protects me and wraps me in safety.
It is kind and sweet and passionate.
It is beautiful.
It's words are endearing and sweetly romantic.
It also speaks with a fork tongue.
It is strong, yet weak.
It makes me angry.
It brings out a side of me I didn't know existed...jealousy.
I break free of it's hold...only to be lured back in.
It plays mind games...that wear me out mentally.
It is unique...one of a kind...old fashion.
It has entangled itself around my heart.
It makes me cry.
It makes me giggle.
It plays with my emotions.
It knows me at times...better than I know myself.
It shows me unconditional love.
It never judges me.
It tests me...and pushed me beyond my limits.
It makes me do things I thought I was incapable of.
It is my whole world.
It knows my weaknesses.
It's hugs make me bulletproof.
It's kisses make me dangerous.
Yet without it...I'm in total withdraw.

Reviews

[throwslight]

I like the last lines of this, actually the whole poem breathes truth about addiction. I don't know addiction, but I know others addiction.

[throwslight]

I like the last lines of this, actually the whole poem breathes truth about addiction. I don't know addiction, but I know others addiction.

[Aspiring Angel]

Very strong and quite deep. Leaving one to wonder of the addiction and what exactly it is that you are addicted to. At times it seems it is the touch of a lovers hand, at times it is like the touch of a stranger, at times it seems you are speaking here of life in general. Enjoyable read. Blessings, Lesa