Addiction

I feel so amazing when I have you, but when I don't I can't think straight. I try and try to cut you off, but when I do I feel irate.

I can't live without you, but you're bad for me; I can't seem to break free. Slowly destroying me and it feels so good; I wouldn't quit you even if I could.

You enter my blood stream, you're coursing through my veins; it feels so good right now, but I'll later regret it when I feel the after pains. I always do and I always will; I'll never quit you, even though you kill.

Why do I love you so? Why can't I just let you go? Why can't I just let you know; that every time I see your face, the pain settles in but slow. Oh, and I should mention, you're my addiction.