Substance Abuse
I drank the poison,
And became addicted.
You warned me to ease off of it,
Then you went and flipped it.
You became addicted to my addiction.
But when I lost my supply,
You made sure I got high,
And I became dependent.
I looked to you for it all,
And you just let me fall
Until I lost myself in you.
You knew I needed guidance,
Every time I tried to get clean,
You'd tell me I was misguided,
Then continue to be my supplier.
I became addicted to a drug
Commonly known as "love"
And it resembled you.
But no drug will ever mess me up
The way you do.
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