Company

The hold is far to strong, I know right from wrong, but I cannot win this one…

Roots deeper than the family tree, this vice is hereditary, it’s not a part of me, but rather many parts that make up my D.N.A…

I told her I was done, I told her it would only ever be one, I told her she was worth more to me than a buzz…

Lies, lies, lies, the truth is I despise this disease but the reality is it controls me…

One went to many, a night at the bar went to eternity, forever she has vowed to want nothing to do with me…

that’s okay because, as long as I have this disease, I’ll never be alone, It accepts me!