NaPoWriMo Day 4

My Addiction
I take a deep hitMy lungs burn and cryBut I insistMy soul is split
I load it upThe match is struckI inhaleIs it enough?
Of course, noI try againThe flame grows hotterAshes fall like snow
I wipe the screenAnd tap the filterI dump the remainsMy perspective wants to lean
It doesn't understandI've started overI hit restAnd sailed for a new land
I found my clueAnd read the windI even looked ahead to finally realizewe're through-AW