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When you're addicted to drugs, we can admit we've gone off the deep. But it's that pill, that line, that shot -- it infuses belief. When nobody's around to put down your bottle, you can be retrospective, contemplate, think.
But really; I was an alcoholic and we just drink.
I would lay on my couch without a desire, my thoughts would dread how my addiction transpired. If only I had been a shot away from hitting that depth, I would have realized how dark things could get.
I overdosed on 20 g's and the world saved me.
How can I inspire myself to just see, that the lifestyle consumes your thoughts and beliefs. It ruins relationships and transforms your lies. Until you're in an alley where the alcohol leaves you to cry.
Addiction is as lonely as causing your own death, it's only amazing when you find new meaning to live. Forget those lines and parachuted pills, we've got better hobbies that we can instill.
Everyone hits a point one time, their sea floor rock bottom that's cold to the core. But addiction is just the tide swaying your mind and wants for a shot arm until you pass out on the floor. The tide pulls back and you're exposed in the sand, naked and alone, making a weak stand.
It's hard to overcome but when you do,
The strength you grew will always reside within you.
Copyright © Rhea Laverdure | Year Posted 2014
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