An Unhealthy Relationship

We’re as on and off as a light switch

Although the light is slowly killing my eyesight…

I feel that I need it to see

It’s so comforting

To a point where I forget that it’s also harmful


I can walk out of the room with that light switch…

Yet still find my way back

Because somehow that light switch works best

Or at least it does to me


I will never be sure why or how

But one thing I will always know

Is how at one point that light switch was never harmful

There was a point in time where it was nothing but good

And all it did was help me see

I will never know where I went wrong

Or what caused it to change its ways


But the hunger of that good feeling

Will always lure me back into the same room

And tempt me to use the same light

Ignorant of the fact that it is still slowly killing my eyesight

--Emmalee V., 9th-12th Grade