Addicted to Mary Jane
I met her 6 years ago
I tried to take her out of my life 4 times, falling back deeper than before
She made me laugh, calm, hunger
She made me numb, always wanting more
It was the first hit that dazed me
The second was too much
I kept going back for more,
even when my body told me to stop
I'm over two weeks sober now, and want to continue that streak
Mary Jane, I never liked your taste or smell,
But you made me addicted to the escape
I have finally escaped my addiction
And though I still love you,
I won't let you to control me again
This poem is about:
Me