The addict, and her drug.

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It always happens again...

Submitted: November 23, 2011

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Submitted: November 23, 2011




He’s disappointed.

I’m disappointed.

I can’t believe I did that...


I can't believe it happened....


I said I would stop.

He believed me.

He believed IN me.

But nothing could stop it.

It was bound to happen again.

Nothing like this happens just once.

I'm the addict,

that just got out of rehab,

and this is my drug,

that haunts me every day.

There was no way out.

There was no where to turn.

I tried to run from the pain.

But it caught up with me.

I tried to escape to my happy place,

But pain followed.

All the running,

just postponed ,

what was eventually going to happen.

I’m the addict,

and cutting,

is my drug.

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