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I want to talk about Addiction.
I want to talk about addiction.
How it’s evil, slender fingers
grasps your throat.
I want to talk about how addiction is stronger than cement.
I want to talk about the addicted.
The drugs,
The alcohol,
The disorders,
The self harm,
The addictions you face daily.
I want to talk about the side of addiction that only you can see.
The dark, inner addiction
that stole my family
that took my life away.
I want to talk about addictions sidekicks.
Withdrawl,
Relapse,
Repeat.
Wounds that never seem to heal.
I want to talk about how addiction put me in a hospital bed,
How the very next day
I took even more pills.
I want to talk about how
addiction leaves us weak.
How clever he is,
wearing a mask to confuse us.
Addiction is a sinister man.
He takes lives,
He takes innocence,
He takes empty hands
And fills them with razor sharp blades.
Addiction stole your friend.
Addiction stole your enemy.
Your aunt, Your grandpa.
Your brother, sister, mother,
Your best friend.
I want to talk about how addiction controlled my life for years,
And how he still is.
I want to talk about how addiction leaves us broken.
How addiction leaves us
dazed and confused.
How one swallow,
One cut,
One drink,
One “try”,
can lead to a lifetime of sadness.
A lifetime of dreadful memories.
A lifetime of running from this monster
you can’t hide from.
I want to talk with you about addiction.
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