Addicted

You where never enough,
You’ve just been tough.
I sleep and wake up to your voice, never feeling rejoiced.
The commotion you make gives me a headache.
I hate when you come home, never leaving me alone.
You sit as I stare knowing I care.
Why can’t I forget you?
You just have no clue
I’ll always end up feeling blue,
After I drink you.

-apoetswish

out of reach

                                                     

Addicted

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