My eyes see more when they are closed,
Memories emanate threats no longer posed,
I can listen better when my mouth is shut,
Born and raised from the cut,
I can feel better when our hands don’t touch,
Loveless intimacy doesn’t matter as much,
It doesn’t seem like people are people anymore,
Just living sex toys I can use then throw out the door,
I can breathe easier when I leave my comfort zone,
Can’t establish relationships only on the phone,
Confiding in friends I have feared to trust for so long,
And to swallow my pride will help me become strong,
Addiction is not just something you smoke or drink,
Eat or blow it could also be something you wouldn’t think,
Would cause such a catastrophic heartache,
Or physical acts of love you can effortlessly fake