My addiction is a hunger,
again and again I feed it,
I no longer want it I need it.
I pretent like I’m in control,
though I know it has taken over,
all alone, I have lost a lot.
I have no one, I am deeply distraught.
This deep hole that I am in,
is going to be so hard to get out of.
I need some help, I need some love.
I need the strength from him, up above.
But most of all i need me,
I need to help myself set myself free.