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