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Distraction Addict

I’m addicted to distractions. People, drugs, alcohol, pain. Let me focus on something else, convince myself I’m sane. Try to forget that things aren’t ok. Try to ignore, that you want to die when you’re all alone. I got addicted to distractions. You invest in other people, don’t waste the love on yourself. (That does more harm than it does help). And you give til you have nothing left. At the end of each day, you’re back to that dark place, looking for a new fix. Avoiding that you’re not right. And all it takes is a few fights, bring it some assistance. But to lose yourself in other things, those risks you’re willing. Then one day you’re so gone, left wondering what happened. Distractions. So easy to overdose on

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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