Thread: Kryptonite

Can't even think,
Don't want to feel.

Any logic I once had has been
thrown away like dirty needles.

can't pinpoint the day it all went wrong,
but I've fallen into the arms of the monster
that destroyed so many of my own.

Pretending guilt isn't melting in my stomach
as I look into the eyes of those I love the most.

I can't stand it, but
like a magnet I'm attracted
but to my kryptonite.

I swear each time is the last time,
but only I can tell you that's a lie.

Fairly simple but honest look at addiction. A couple of phrases threw me, but not so much I lost the plot. Thanks for sharing it.