Rock bottom was my ultimate obsession.
No matter how many times I had to scrape myself off the bathroom floor
and force myself to become that phoenix that my parents
told me I could be…

As soon as I felt the sting of rushing wind on my face, and noted
the sky full of stars above me.

I’d play the Icarus card, and down I would fall

I wanted to be found in the deep places of the world
where no one knew what lurked
I wanted to be that dangerous and mysterious creature
that was breathtaking.

In the end
obsession’s can make or break you.
Mine did both.

Obsessed

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