A mother surcomes to a metal piece of evil...

She is addicted to something so powerful,
It grasps her every desire
Burning every decision

She becomes weaker every second
She inhales
Overpowered by something so small
An entity that is not seen
but felt

She begs to overcome what was so easy to grasp
But so hard to let go

Addicted she has become..

She can't deny
The proof is there
Oh, how the days fly bye..

Weeks past since she has spoken to her kids
Her parents worry..

Yet she has no care in the world
Once she picks up that piece
Her mind spins in a whirl

Her life in an eternal downfall
Stuck in a pit

She is Addicted...

Finding help is not part of her plan
Because she thinks of "it" as a helping hand

Something to get rid of all the hurt & distress
But in all, She hasn't come to realize her life is an absolute mess

She is Addicted...