Addicted,I am to the

Addicted,
I am to the pain,
Feelings of loneliness surround me,
Never leaving,
Humble routine of this,
I become even more lost without it,
Happiness is a forgotten conclusion to a question I don't know,
Or just cant remember,
I welcome the pain as my friend and keep it to my own,
Because we are familiar,
And I am addicted.

This poem is about: 
Me

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