Fantastic Addiction

My madness is fantastic. Makes me the realist addict.

My insecurities are the securest part of me. Keeping them whole when I’m mad enough to tear my life to shreds.

Waving for help like it matters, never thought I’d like the same bed that fucks love, comfort is the scab I pick until I wound.

Then I wrap up in attention to lay the hammer to these Shhh!!!! Get from round me if you won’t let me get off my Ahhh!!!!

I got what we all want.