Am I addicted to my shame?
yes, but it has held me like a hot violent mama








am I addicted to my self pity?
yes
it has made me feel powerful to feel powerless
this is my malady exposed
there are many layers
all ugly and terribly rotten
this is my flesh
skin peeled trying to attract a warm hand
no one to blame but myself
no one to duel with but myself
no one to hate but myself
no one to starve of love but myself.
My love affair is whirlwind,
hurting,
addicted. I cannot leave her. I cannot leave.