Playing with Addiction
I have not used games in four months...
The sound of the words are silly, but the felling I'm getting is real.
I want that fix, I need that fix, so I'm getting that fix!
Even if it means the world is burning.
The corner of my lips are turning.
A shy smile crosses my face, a warm fuzzy feeling,
kinda like a gentle embrace.
The emotions they tear me apart! I feel guilty!
But hay, it's just a game, it's silly...
This poem is about:
Me