My Addiction to Addiction (Poem)
Addiction is a place that feels like home
Where we’re comfortable; accepted; celebrated
Addiction shows us a world we wish existed
When we’re addicted
We yearn to feel or unfeel –
To nibble at numbing pleasure
To find acceptance –
Amongst others
Be it real or in our mind
Allowing us to act or unact with no hindrance
To feel free though we’re stuck on rewind
A world of yes, yes, yes
Such feelings could be honorable
In a sober mind, call it confidence
But the end no longer justifies the means
As we’re forcing yes in this instance
Addiction can be a drug
A poison
A thought
A misalignment of what we see;
Perceive
A disconnection to the reality
Bestowed upon us Here
And Now
Addiction is a place that feels like home
Where we’re comfortable; accepted; celebrated
Addiction shows us a world we wish existed
And in the end, consumes us
