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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required An Addict's War By Jess McClintock We survive in the dark shadows of night Trying to run from our internal curse Hiding our pain with the smoke that blocks out the light Falling deeper in darkness feeling better for now while making it worse Not realizing at first that this puddle is what will cause us to drown Drawn in by the numbness that masks the hidden inner beast Fools for thinking we could break free getting high with these chains still dragging us down Seeking to regain control of our scattered minds and from the torturous emotions find temporary relief From the glass to the puddle and from that puddle into smoke This addiction takes over and in its haze we become lost and confused Days turn to weeks then months into years losing time itself toke after toke It becomes what seems to be the only thing left preventing this internal explosion and without it we will lose This battle we have inside ourselves its not a fair fight but more of a catch 22 Inhaling the smoke to hold the grip on sanity yet still going crazy with or without the smoky haze Becoming increasingly insane with growing self hatred and rage is the problem us addicts face day after day Broken fragments of ourselves regardless of how much we do to ignore these internal scars You cant outrun yourself. No matter where you go, there is where you still are On this broken path of self destruction with nothing left but ourselves to lose In the end it doesn't matter we are all just broken people no matter which path in life we choose Free to make the choice but no one is free of the consequences of those choices And until Death brings the Devil to kick open Hell's door We remain lost in life and in our own minds continuing to fight An Addict's War.
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