tsunami

Heavy distraction, losing traction.

Sadness creeps in and chokes out.

A tsunami drowning out any sign of light. 

No rest for the wicked,

you've taken it to new height, 

taking over mind, body and soul. 

No longer mine,
but puppets in this dark and dangerous marionette game. 

No sleep, only tears and fear and emptiness

that fill this hollow shell of the person that I used to be. 

Like a deadly addiction that I can't shake.

I picked my poison,

my favorite sin has all but done me in.
But make no mistake,
I may be bent beyond complete repair
but I will never be broken...