scabs of addiction

You are an addiction
but there is no rehab
The wounds get deeper
but there are no scabs
the reminder of the day of the first try
the beggining of the day i start to die
the heart has a tear(tare)
but the pain i cant bare
the eyes so red
but wont hide the tears i'd shed
the days go by fast
but no memories of the past
dying with one whiff at a time
nobody said sucide was a crime
the lines that are a reminder
the heart of a kind finder
when i close my eyes i can still see the day
the day my life was getting away
when i look at my reflection i still get a scare
but now i know that life is not a dare
you are an addiction
but there is no rehab
the wounds get deeper
but....now there is a scab