The taste of the poison, so sweet
Hard to resist, so easy to give in
I never knew what will become of me
Until it’s too late
The addiction is strong
But it leaves you empty
Empty to rot in darkness
You become nothing
And then it’s too late to go back
I lost all sense of purpose
This addiction made me weak
I am nothing
But it doesn’t bother me
Now I suffer the consequences
As I rot alone
So bittersweet
Haven't written anything in a while. Might as well, got nothing better to do.