am i just a habit?
did you just get used to me
pushing, shoving
giving you all that i have
trying to open you up
trying to grab at anything
grasping at straws
hoping to make sense
of the lovely chaos
that you are?

am i just a game?
you play to your heart's content
is it the thrill
the excitement
the drama
a shiny new toy
that fascinates you
for a little while atleast
did i just over estimate
my worth to you?

am i an addiction?
you are hooked on
for the time being
the rush
the momentary joy
the high
you so fervently seek
your favorite brand of morphine
that numbs you
and lets you float
into oblivion

i hope you never get
the urge to quit
to kick the habit
to cure the addiction
'cause when you do
you might. . .

no, i'm not even going there