I am suffocating.
I can't get you out of my head,
please go away.
So I can go back to my simple life,
the one without your smile,
without your brilliant blue eyes,
without your voice.
Why would God put you in my life...
if it wasn't meant to work between us?
The thought of your shiny blonde hair,
your mouth sliding in and out of mine.
I can't breathe.
I stay high,
so I don't have to feel you right.
I'd have to say I'm addicted,
I should stay away.
But these urges I can't fight.
I can't breathe

I am suffocating

Yesterday   i
had  poison  in
some   local
fried     food.



It  happened
in  a  cyber  cafe
where  i  was
busy  in  ­searching
for  more  than
60  
social  media  sites.


I  ate  fe­w
amount  of  that
and  suddenly  could
know  it  that
it  is  
p­oisonous.




I  became
surprised  that
a  site  called
Badoo
is    popular  and
available  in  zoo  countries.


I  have  to
­ask   tomorrow
to  sun  and  my
younger
net-addicted  son.

I’m addicted to my bad boy
like a druggie snorting on crack.
Bad boy- my succulent junk food.

Toxic love dark as chocolate black,
you do more harm than good.
This attraction is not healthy.

There is a strange dopamine hit,
though I’m discarded like a used toy-
I chase the thrill for him to commit.

Abusive and brazenly rude,
smugness as fat as greasy cheese,
his hurtful bites leave me hungry.

Shame clogs in cholesterol plaque-
infecting ailing arteries;
I’m going to have a heart attack!

Bad boy, why do I crave such ******?

(c) 2019 Jo Swan

Your eyes are like the ocean
Your words are like the sea
I can't help but fall in love with you
As your waves wash over me

Addicted, I joke of my obsession
Obsessed? I laugh at it’s truth
Live life, move on, go on
It will come around, I know
One day this building will fall on top of me
Crumbling me under the rocks
But I am addicted to whats inside
I cannot let it go
The smell, the taste, the feel
Most of all.. The adrenaline.
It hits and holds, like a drug better than any other
No need for pills or syringes.
No smoke or bowl to pack
Just a mental addiction for physical pleasure
I cannot stop, I cannot stop, I cannot let go

I loved you until it became a habit.
And like a cigarette,
I became addicted.