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Dark potions, liquid substance of evil, they rot in my veins, Oh and the heartache that it brings to my brain. These potions of darkness, Plays with the mind game after game, It is known by many names. Its gift is a false sense of security; Causing you to feel, As if you can do anything!! For you, it makes its own deal! It runs rapid in your blood, laughing all the way, It offers its own passages of deceit and lies, It causes you to see each color brighter than before, Every taste in the beginning you seem to adore. You start to believe, you can fly. Addiction?? Oh no, I can stop anytime, really, I can really I can, if I wanted to . . . A self-delusion from its beginning, but this you already know. It steals – it kills – it destroys, Your happiness, it stomps on your soul, The seeds of destruction, it has sown, Finally, it you that addiction does own. It whispers in deep inside, take me in! I’ll share with you the world, it says, as soon as you begin. It is then; it steals your free will of choice, Killing your logic of reason -- your inner voice, Death then becomes your next adventure; Paranoia is your finest companion, The face in the mirror, is no longer your own, Your entire world has been wasted and to the winds has been thrown. In my darkest hour, with desperation, I fell to my knees, I cried, with a great bellow, Words I uttered while shaking, I am so weary of my addiction that is always taking, This is my jailer, these are my pleas. This darkness is my chain of prison for me, My words began shouting so someone could hear, Is it even slightly possible from this I can be free?? To guide me and save me before I am consumed, By each and every one of my fears, To possibly live and love within a different tune, Or has I have gone too far, too much is lost, The price that is waiting, Is it possible it is too high of a cost? I cried a sea of tears for help, for change That some how my life just might be able to be rearranged. I am now fit with a choice & a voice. Delivered from the dark potions that once ran through my veins, As I now reach to the suffering addict, That one whose heart has a stain, For the same message that was sent to me, That life might be saved and be set free, I smile and gently whisper, the passage is not an easy one But certainly worth while, Come on just walk with me for at least a mile . . . Never will I give up on you, Even if you still have stumbling to do!
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