Addicted

Try snorting some crack on your way out.
You want to bleed,
fine then take this blade
and cut away at that tanned skin of yours
but darling, if you're going to cut
cut to the core of the problem
Cut your heart out
and feed it to your depression
You want to drink,
here, enough for five bottles
You don't want to feel
great, the best part is when you
pass out
You see, I should be a good person
and help you
take those bottles away
Maybe even replace that coke
with sugar,
you'd be too drunk to know the difference
But I'd be stopping you from being
h a p p y
At least, that's what you'd say.
So to you my brother,
I am sorry that I have been a
terrible sister,
for not giving into your
a d d i c t i o n