Addiction
He didn't read the letters she sent;
That fact was quite evident;
The candles burned and sorrow churned;
Once again she had been burned;
Missing him days and nights;
She writes and writes and writes her plight;
Hope and pray there will come a day;
When he will no longer stray away;
She can't compete with endorphins rush;
He wants and needs it way too much
She holds on to what had been;
He no longer cares a whim;
Amphetamine is his true call;
That was and is his biggest downfall;
Life with him was once happy;
Now it's hell without him clean;
Jealous probing he is so untrue;
makes her wonder who he's screwed;
Accusing her day and night;
Something isn't fitting right;
The drug took his mind away;
He won't believe she never strayed;
Hoping he will see the light
and turn back into Mr. Right
Copyright © Sheila Van Zant | Year Posted 2017
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