Addiction
A little friction
Placed on our mind
Shared by the place and time
Beating against the grind
Willing ourselves to find
What's making us feel insane
What's coursing through our veins
Poisoning ourselves
Trying to ease the pain
Inducing trauma to the brain
Even though it still remains
It's the only thing we praise
We choose to be Castaway
From a world led astray
Too stuck in our ways
In a paralyzing daze
Over and over again
Making the same mistakes
How long will it take
Till we learn how to cope
To reach the peak
Of a slippery slope
Hard to climb
As drug rates increase
And mental health declines
Soon to be deceased
In a race against the time
Too late to go back to before
Looking towards the future
Or maybe the next score
But what's it all for?
Closing the door
But what's it all for?
Searching for more
Trying release the tension
But that's the thing about depression
It goes against convention
We need help to understand
Time for an intervention
To build a smarter plan
Free from constriction
Take my hand
To the Promised Land
Against the barriers of restriction
Finding the answers beyond infliction
Make a stand
In the fight against ADDICTION
Copyright © Blaze Beaty | Year Posted 2019
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