My Addiction

I'm caught up in the act,
Unsure what move to make next,
Running out of ideas,
Clinging to memories of days passed,
Fighting this battle,
Leaving with scars intact,
I hide from this addiction,
That seems to hold me back.


All I can do,
Is hope I'll make it through,
Life is full of obscurities,
The path we follow is never easy,
And the difficulty becomes hard to bare alone,
So we look to things that force a feeling upon us,
The thought of being sober,
Is such a waste of time,
When I could get this cheap high,
But what I know is,
These drugs come with a price.


I'm a broken soul,
Of a man once sought,
To seek in life the goodness in everything,
But what I've found,
Is that things never turn out,
No matter how much planning,
Goes into life.