I was addicted.
by Freda Copeland
I was on such a high that laughter would burst out of me for no good reason.
The smiles that would emulate from me were contagious.
I could drift off at a moment's notice, wafting off my addiction.
People knew something was different, that I had changed.
I couldn't help it, it was so enticing, so inviting, invigorating even!
I enjoyed every scrumptious minute of my high.
I was hooked!
Reality came to my door one day and without warning, without notice
Without so much as a hint of what would occur
I would never have detected what would happen to me next
It was gone in the blink of an eye, it left me yearning, pining
Going through a pure aching withdrawal, that was as painful as a thorn in the side
I was frightened, scared of this new feeling, where did my fix go?
What do I do? Can I get it back?
I began spiraling downward into depths of destruction.
I was frantic, what was I to do now?
No one told me if I didn't have it, that I would become so unfocused, so lost, so alone
I craved to have it again, it was hopeless, it was no longer available to me
And I didn't know how to adjust, how to live my life each day without it
A girl in love never does