The Pain


I must admit I am powerless over my addictions.
I've slipped back into self-destructive habits.
Stimulation provokes excitement.
Quickened pulse.
My world is driven by these dopamine highs.
I'm addicted to the pain.
Fixated on short term satisfaction.
Life feels unmanageable.
In a blur of self-hatred and sadness
I lost myself.

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