They say that I am addicted to my phone
They would be right in a sense but not in the way they think
I am addicted to the music
It keeps them quiet for a time,
It mutes the demons in my mind
And blocks the spirals that I could go down
I need to know
If my friends and loved ones
Are alright and not in danger
Because I worry
I worry that they are laying dead on the floor somewhere
And it is my fault for not getting to them
Fast enough
I am addicted to knowing
If I have said something wrong
And have offended someone in a way
It is an addicted worry.
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My Songs, and My Insanity
RandomMy songs. My poems. My demons. My sanity is coming undone with every lyric I write... Feel what you feel from this, have your opinion on each part, but this is MY story and you don't know me or own me.
