The addict's mind is forever spinning, turning
Bobbing, weaving, feinting, swerving
Reason tries to land a punch, no chance
The addict's mind can really dance
When Reason says in calm and measured tones
That addiction will sink you, like a stone
The addict's mind skips away
It doesn't want to hear that today
It cannot comprehend at all
That the only time it has a ball
Is after it has suffered misery
After it has been frantically, desperately
Pining for some silly drug
It just cannot see it is a mug
Because it dodges with expert skill
Each time Reason comes in for the kill
Alessandra Liverani
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-addict-s-mind/
