The harder she tried
The harder she fell
Each time getting weaker
But it was an addiction
She couldn't stop
The force drover her to the edge
She would reach a goal
But that goal became lost
And yet another one was set
Downhill she rolled
No bumps to slow her
She lost everything
Nothing but the clothes on her back
No name
No identity
No sanity

Lauren Joy

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/addicted-37/