We've all got our own dirty pasts,
Our own secret addictions,
Some are worse then others.

Somedays we decide to degrade ourselves,
Because we think it takes away the pain,
But it just prolongs the inevitable.

Everything we say and do,
All counts today,
Because we should not longer hide.

Why do we let it all boil?
It just builds until it gets worse,
Until we can no longer breathe.

We all have our own addictions,
They consume us, they break us,
Until we can no longer live without them.