Why didn't I see it before?
You're the same as the rest.
You became my life-support,
Then cut me off.
You're a poison, you're a drug.
Each time I try to give you up,
I want you more than before.
Need to stop.
Can't help myself.
Bad for my health.
I need serious help.
Can't breathe.
Can't live.
I need you here,
But I need you gone.
Normal Girl Normal World
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-support-8/