Poem By Eli J Tod
This addiction I have
This habit I can't seem to kick
It tends to baffle me daily
This dependence I have on it.
Pure infatuation, simple fixation
I'm so passionate with this craze
So enthralled with fascination
Always leaving me in a daze.
The allure it has over me
Ensnaring my shattered heart
The very thing that broke it
The thing that caught me up in the start.
What's this appeal it has for me?
I must enjoy the splintered feeling
Back to my obsession I go
No time for my heart to be healing.
It must be written in the stars
This perplexity to go unsolved
Because resistance, try as I might
Is constantly unresolved.