Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Written 1/3/25
1,2,3,4
Who's there
Knocking at my door
1,2,3,4
Pounding loudly
As this craving
Crawls up my skin
And through my veins
The same craving
That I tell
To stay away
And It'll go
But just for
A while
Then
They come back
1,2,3,4
The knocking
It gets louder
1,2,3,4
The knocking
That familiar knock
The knock
That reminds me
Of those cravings
You know
The ones
That
Start so small
Then
It creeps
Through your veins
And in your blood
Then
1,2,3,4
Who's knocking
On my door
No response
1,2,3,4
Why does this knock
Seem to be getting louder
And
More intense
Just like
Those cravings
Oh
Those cravings
You know
The ones
That flow
Through your blood
Then
To the brain
You know the ones
The ones
That
Start so small
Then they
Just are apart
Of you
And
Who you are
1,2,3,4
I need to find
That knock
Why it reminds me
Of
Those cravings
Oh you know
Those cravings
That
They become apart of you
And
Who you are
Then
You spend your time
Looking for who you used to be
And
Do anything
To keep
The withdraws away
And the more you do this
Viscous cycle
The more you
Lose yourself
The more you
Lose yourself
The more you do
To keep the cravings
At bay
1,2,3,4
It's louder than ever now
The knocking
1,2,3,4
It's more intense than ever
This knocking
That
Reminds me
Of the cravings
You know the ones
The ones that
You are now
In a position
To where
No matter what you do
The cravings
Won't go away
So you
Give up everything
You have
Even yourself
And
your soul
But no matter what
Those bitch cravings
Just won't go away
Now all your left with
Is
Depression
Because
You want
Who
You used to be
But even you
Can't remember
That person anymore
So
You keep the cravings
At bay
Or try to
Until
One day
Your heart stops beating
1,2,3,4
The knocking is fading
1,2,3,4
The knocking is gone
