Damage Is Done

You think I do it because I want to?
That’s what it was, at first.
It helped, it did, I felt better.
For a while.

It’s nice to feel like you’re in control.
To start with, you are.

Addictions.
You can’t control those.

My skin, it itches.
My head, it pounds.
My temper, it frays.

My mind?
Distracted.
Occupied.
Confused.
Scared.

A horrible place to be.

You see, I used to be in control.
It’s a monster now.
The monster has taken over.