#VERSE#
only a diminutive association knows why it is so complicated to quit
It is hard to understand addiction unless you have experienced it
He not has 1 he actually has 2 addictions which are raps and drugs
The sand on the beach he gets exchanged in money from the thugs
There is nothing more singular about him then his addiction to music
He cannot stop writing he even writes when he feels sick
Lost in the addiction trying to find a way out of this cave
Thinks he will stay in this forever like a permanent wave
He asking himself what did I become in this false fantasy
Thriving on something sweet submerging in the diversity
To long he had to carry his pain for nothing like caveman
He should try digging holes to sneak out of his addiction
Losing everything he tumbles transforming into nothing
absent like he is locked in a stalemate and unable to stir
Looking through his eyes as deep like the end of sight
He can see his malady and he does his best to fight
But he is to far away in his ailment he can't do right
Can't really do anything tries to escape cant even write
Save him from this ogre annoying like a mosquito bite
before he sits all alone in this dark and painful void