I say no,but you still seep into my lungs
...I don't refrain.
I just needed one more thing to push me over the edge-
and one more thing to take away my pain.
It's all one day to me.
You almost killed me.
you temporarily;
sucked my life away
and you made me rip my hair out
and break down{for the third time}.
I won't let you control me
ever again.
I won't let you be my best friend
or my enemy-
and I hate your guts and feel no sympathy
-but in a sick way,you sort of saved me-
although you left me dry and damaged,
when I was damaged already.
You make it hard to do;
what used to come easily.
I survived your game,and I guess now
I can write about your dangerously addictive ways.