fiend

i found myself addicted.

i had denied you for so long…until i couldn’t resist any longer.

peer pressure is a mother.

so i shot you up.

filled my veins with the manipulative, hurtful, painful substance called you.

it hurt so good.

left me speechless, breathless, hopeless…less.

less of a woman, less of a person, less of me.

eating away at my insides you began to take control.

i was at the point where i was searching for you every day all day.

i need this fix to survive.

now here i am.

more lost, alone, and deserted than before.

stuck in this miserable place.

just me…and my bad habit.