What is your demon?

 What is your Demon? 

I met a friend who said we all have addictions, so I stayed up at night to think of what mine was. 

Then I remember that some days, I stare at the wall. Other days, I am punching through the wall with my eyes giving hot tears up. 

Then I realized that I was broken and even the walk of thousands miles wouldn’t lead me home. 

My addiction is my inability to heal from the thorns that ripped my flesh. I’ve spent 1,456 days thinking that time would heal, but it’s not a doctor, how would it? 

This addiction of a thing that takes my happiness from me, Is or a sin? Perhaps, it is the demon I should take the sun away from seeing. 

Maybe Addictions are those scars that never heals. _ Olu.