My Addiction

This addiction of mine runs deep... It consumes my entire structure as a being...
This habit is so real it cant be shaken nor anything else be this addictive.
I crave for it, its the air that I breathe...
My existance as unique as unique as I am, depends on this daily hit I receive...
its like taking a drag on the holy herb, it calms my fears and settlers my undenyable craving I have...
This habit does not forget to show symptoms of this addiction I have...
I tell you, it runs deep...
its what I yearn for each night spent alone, each long and troubled day...
Its all I need to make it through long winded days...
Its like the rush taht erupts from an ecstacy, I cant do without...
yes my habit runs deep..

My addiction to you is stronger than any pipe, any hit, any needle and glue...
It consumes me

My habit...

My addiction...

My reason for life...

Is that daily dose I get from you...

I tell you, my addiction runs deep