Addiction


Another nite of wicked desire
Unwanted truths no gains only getn higher
Sitting in despair
Just wasting air
Never ending thoughts of dope
Staring endlessly without hope
She’s an evil demon one might say
Friends family we all will pay
Normal thoughts and actions will be affected
Worse the chance to be infected
ABC's 123’s this shit is definitely not for me
Drifting further away as a bottle out to sea
Farewell truths,happiness,emotions all a test
Not the 30 second epiphanies as I lay the dagger to rest

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