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The substance that clears my mind
It empties my heart and soul and makes my pain leave with sorrow.
It makes me feel as if nothing else matters but easing my distress.
I feel as if nothing can stop me, I’m full of power and strength.
But soon after my exhilarating high my world comes crashing down all around me and I lose all of my true self.
I begin to feel as if I am the only one who understands my pain and agony.
I begin to sob painfully acknowledging my inadequateness in this world.
My mind zeros in on how insignificant I truly am and how instead of caring everyone just overlooks me as if I am an animal wounded on the side of the road, to dirty to provide much needed assistance, yet to intriguing to overlook.
So with nothing left to do I continue my rampage of abuse to make my pain subside.
And once again my heart and soul become empty and my evils are buried deeper and deeper.
The substance that I once used to get rite of my pain now merely adds to it.
I wish that I could just take the bottle of my tribulations and let free into the ocean where they can never find me again.
But it is not as easy as I desire it to be but I have faith that I can overcome the substance that once cleared my mind, heart, and soul.
I hope and pray that the day were I can overcome my pain and agony without this substance comes soon so that I can finally just be me.