Sick addictions

I can never let go of the bottle.
Drink or pills.
Don’t care whether it makes me ill.
I can never let go.
Of the friend.
I said forever.
And i meant till the end.
Addictions don’t do me any good.
Who even said they should?
I can never let go of the bottle.
Drink or pills.
It makes me sick, so ill.
I can’t let go of the friend.
Im burning inside, i'm racing to my desperate end.
I can never let go of the past.
Feelings have built up inside.
But sometimes it flows out so fast.
Pouring out of bottles.
Bottles of drink.
Bottles of pills.
I cant even think.
I don’t care because im ill.
You’re one of my addictions.
But cant you see its killing me?