Still silence disrupted by a mind never quiet.
No voice in the wild riot.
I don’t like what I see,
I hate what I’ve come to be.
Unable to escape the grips of these addictions,
I can’t stop the infliction.
It is just relentless,
And the faces they have are endless.
Days I can just let it go,
And days I just cannot say no.
I feel so in control with this
In a panicked state it is bliss.
But then the guilt finds me,
Taunts me and binds me,
It’s not just my pain,
It’s an indelible stain,
On the minds of those who care,
With whom I wish I didn’t share