Battling Addiction
Hi, my name is Elizabeth
And i am an addict
However i must be plain forthwith
My addiction is quite severe
I am not addicted to drugs
To partying or gambling
I am addicted to this guy
But this guy couldn't care less
I guess it's really not his fault
He's a ten in my eyes
As handsome as can be
He's a cut above his peers
His intelligent is uncanny
Skin as smooth as it is dark
Dark guys were never for me
Until i meet this appealing guy
His smile competes with the moon
The stars swoon at the sparkle in his eyes
If i continue with the accolades
I don't think i would ever stop
The thing with my addiction
Is that as perfect as he is
He is not always at his best
Whenever i come to mind
He never gives me priority
Except when it's convenient for him
And in those brief moments
He hooks me all over again
I have always had a dream
To be the best that i can be
But whenever i am with him
My senses fly with the wind
My friends have called me out
My family has pleaded with me
To leave this boy for my good
No one realizes this is impossible.
Whenever i am with this guy
I am always on a high
I float on the clouds all day
I sleep among the stars
When he says hello, I melt
How have you been? I blush
How has your day been? I smile
Can we go out? I swoon
Words can not describe
How good he makes me feel
Pictures can not express
The color of my feelings
This little arrangement was very sad
Because when i felt good, i felt so good
But when i felt bad, i felt so very bad
And the bad moments far outweigh the good
I have fought day and night
Struggling to bend or break free
At last my victory was bought
The price was too heavy for me
I left with what was left of me
My pride and dreams all broken
The days were bleak, nights cold
But my love it seemed never wane
After a while we reconnected
More matured you seemed to me
Then i saw you were engaged
My love reared it's head at me
Mine, mine you must be mine
It cried all day and night aloud
It clawed and screamed MINE!!
And I thought this thing was dead
I made sure that I saw you fiancé
She was no more beautiful than i
Then I wondered to myself, HOW?
How she got you when I could not
I strove within myself all day and night
In the war against yourself, you always lose
I had to steer clear of everything about you
For I feared a relapse was in the horizon
On the road to my recovery from addiction
I always thread slowly and carefully
In my quest for freedom and contentment
On the road to recovery I must remain
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