CELL Phone

Laying still on the cold wood
The outcome of using you is never good
“Throw you away!” Me thinks I should
If not for the boredom, one surely would

But then alone with my thoughts I’d be
Trapped in a prison, that I can not break free
Cold and darkness suffocating me
Then you glow up flashing the cell key

You let me out, to take me away
A ticket for one, demons please stay
But you are the biggest demon of all
The power I have given you, made you so tall.

But there’s something you don’t know, we’ve concocted a plan
All inmates together have now formed a gang
A gang of geniuses, each in there own right
Each demon an angel in the right light

For all this time we’ve been in YOUR CELL
You are the captor, controlling this Hell

I accept my past as a part of me
A path I discovered through spirituality

Each day we grew closer
Until we were one
That day is today, we shall not run

WE are now ME
It’s US against YOU
I’m in control now
Of each and everyone of you

I embrace my past to control my future
I don’t need the help of my data abuser

I will visit you from time to time
But please know this
That choice is mine.

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On a long train journey trying to limit my use. Addiction come in many forms