Addiction

I don’t know what you’re going through
I just know the things you say
and the symptoms that occur
are the same each passing day

Like the uncontrollable trembling
and the racing of your heart
the sickness in your stomach
when you feel you’re falling apart

The feeling you’re on the outside
and you’re barely looking in
or the faulting of your memory
of the places you have been

Then there’s the constant pounding
and the blurriness in your eyes
the days your just want to lay
curl up in a ball and die

Well I’m not ready to lose you
so by your side I’ll stand
we’ll get through this together
me and you, hand in hand.