Canespotting

Ok I admit I have a problem
Isn't that the first step to repair?
It is not the potency, but the volume
That is leading to my despair.

Forty-two and had not a clue
that compulsion raged inside me
Started small but weed-like grew
A dependency most ugly

One more minute becomes an hour
One 'last' fix just becomes the 'next'.
What weakness gives into this power,
why have I been chosen to be so hexed?

Missed tee times and made excuses,
forgot to turn the oven off.
Neglected family for my abuses
Want to quit, but the will is soft.

Filling some need or just avoidance?
Or just craving some type of rush?
Want to break this habit- snap this trance
God damn this goddamn candy crush!