No serious intro to this one,
Piecing it together as I go along,
Not paying attention to
Whether stuff this time round,
Will Rhyme, but I
Will step back,
Sneak a peek
Look at this piece,
What the heck have I…?
It’s the one about addiction,
Y’all got yours, I’ve got mine,
Come to think of it, what’s yours
Could easily be mine.
One thing’s for sure, once you get a hit,
…. even for a bit.
You’re hooked and can’t let go of that **it
Start off small,
Let’s not get carried away,
You know you gotta have more,
All or nothing at all
Three won’t do, heck not one not four.
Dammit, need a fix
Won’t settle for anything less than six
do the math,
Odds of pulling that off are five to five
These are the thoughts that lurk,
The stuff that spills to the surface when you won’t give a…
Lost my train of thought,
I say that like it’s a loss by any standard,
Yet this makes sense, I haven’t lost the plot,
Got a grip, board a ship,
forget this verse,
To the next, let us skip.
An attempt at the diverse,
The kind where I don’t converse,
But string a long a variety of phrases,
In a pattern that sort of amazes.
Want to stop here,
Take my medication,
For some sort of rehabilitation,
But look around,
Do some meditation,
Coz you need the salvation.
On further contemplation,
Last line wasn’t necessary,
Neither was this post,
This far you’ve made it,
I couldn’t pass up the temptation…
And now, a shot at redemption