Worst Addiction

I sit alone, in the dark and cold

A screen in front of me, my addiction to hold

A click, a swipe, and I'm lost in desire

A never-ending cycle, a raging fire

I tell myself it's harmless, just a little fun

But deep down I know, this addiction is undone

It clouds my mind, it dims my soul

It's taking over, it's taking its toll

I'm not living, I'm just existing

This addiction, it's persistent

It's consuming me, it's taking control

And I'm trapped in this cycle, this pornographic hole

I try to quit, but I keep falling back

I'm addicted to the thrill, the rush, the lack

Of human touch, of intimacy

I'm addicted to the fantasy

But it's not real, it's not true

It's just pixels on a screen, it's not you

It's not love, it's not connection

It's just an illusion, a false reflection

I need to break free, from this addiction's hold

I need to find myself, before I grow old

I need to reclaim my mind and my soul

And find true love, true connection, true control

So I'll take a step, and then another

I'll break this cycle, and rediscover

The beauty of love, the power of connection

And leave this addiction, to its own destruction.