More Than An Addict

Yes, I’m an addict,

I’ve made a bad choice.

But even an addict,

Has a personal voice.

I’m somebody’s baby,

I’m somebody’s friend.

There was a time,

I helped another to mend.

I’m more than the shaking,

You see me do.

I’m more than the sweat,

That beads on me too.

I’m more than an addict,

Who’s all that you see.

I’m trapped underneath,

And I want to be free.

Don’t laugh at my struggle,

Don’t judge all my pain.

When I get what I’m wanting,

There’s nothing I gain.

Don’t say I am worthless,

A waste of this life.

I pray you don’t know,

Of my trauma and strife.

Don’t look down upon me,

Or think I am dumb.

It’s a sad life you lead,

When you want to be numb.

I want to be better,

I’ll get there one day.

You can help me move faster,

With things you don’t say.

All my love,

~Kat