"Addicted"

October 9, 2012
By Anonymous

Thinking
Or breathing
It keeps fighting me
My heart keeps beating
I want it to stop so then the pain will too
Put my mind at ease
But it keeps fighting me
Making me hurt taking my dreams and hopes
Holding me by the throat
Then letting go before the devil takes me
Let me go
Let the world see me
I can’t stop living
I’m not in love
This is not the kind of drug
Not the real kind
But just in my mind
My heart keeps beating
I want it to stop so then the pain will too
I don’t want to say it
But the world is about to see me
“I’m addicted “



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