Painful Addiction
I cry and beg and scream and plead,
Yet you turn your head and still do the deed
Gone for hours, ignoring calls and leaving me on read
Nothing to deter you from the high not a baby not the dead
You self destruct what you have built and leave me to die
No longer caring about me or your unborn child
I cry myself to sleep and my hearts shattered
It feels like my life is in tatters
I thought I left the chaos behind when I got clean
But you never left your addiction behind bringing it with us
Bring with it the guilt pain and shame on a huge bus
And worrying about you become a daily thing
And before i knew it you became my painful addiction
But I know what I have to do for my unborn child and me
No matter how painful it might be.
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