Facing My Addiction

Its an addiction
Like any other

A rug pulled from under my feet
I fall, stomach churning
I panic
I send a text
I call
I email
I get a reply
I talk
I laugh
I have had my fix

Until the next time.
Tomorrow?
I should be so lucky...
in a few hours
is a lot more likely

It is living hell.
My liver might be clean
My kidneys still alright
But that heart attack will
definitely get me.

That Emotions Anonymous leaflet
Will come in handy after all.

Going cold turkey indeed.