Detox

With sweaty palms I try to think about anything , anything at all, anything but that. I sit down, I stand up, and walk around the house.
I need distraction, let’s try to read something for school. I sit down, open my book, find the page I’m at and start reading. At first, I’m focused , but after half a page I zone out, reading letters as apposed to actual words with meaning, I’m drifting off into the wanting again.

And that’s how I pass my day, going from wanting it, to fighting it, to overcoming it, to wanting it again…

Detox bites, no matter what drug you used to be on…