Somehow everyone is addicted to something
We might not even realise it nor feel that it is even addiction
but we feel its effect in our lives;
holding on to us ,
ripping us apart ,
tearing us between two worlds.
being surrounded by a web , that sometimes i think its just in my skin.
loving the delight of it's pain
enjoying the taste of numbness
being wasted, looking at those elusive future reflections
can i rise above all this
can i seek that hand reaches for me, giving me that dim light of hope.
it's far, i would sometimes say its not even reachable.
An optical illusion that shows in the darkness of my world.
yet still it is my only way
it is my only hope
