Self-inflicted

The feeling you both have is skin deep, He longs for pleasure in a artificial way, Just like you... and You'll do anything to make him stay... He doesn't even know what diamonds he has, He just see's shiny colors, its no value to him... If he is down so low, he would trade you in.. Self-inflicted, You are both addicted, That is your way... this poem is in response to my last poem No Lies, Just Love as it is another take on the same theme