Addiction

We laughed We cried We lived We died Times are good We laugh, as we should Times are blue We cry, lost for what to do Times are plenty We love too many Times are bad We reflect good times we had Feelings are choices to show Do we suppress, or let the world know? Those of us that fell, Tend to hide it well Those who have never broken Are usually the ones outspoken If we keep to ourselves It is usually lost in our own hells If we act happy, indifferent and loud We have nothing of which to be proud To be hurt is to learn to care Making us more aware Take a look at someone new See if you can feel their pain too You can not understand the tears Until you have cried your share of fears It may hurt to let yourself feel The truths of yesterday's become so real No longer hiding behind a mask Coming down is no easy task Addictions only pretend to hide All the scars harbored inside Time to figure out the right way To deal with the pains from yesterday You will get very emotional maybe even devotional You will laugh You will cry Because you will live By choosing not to die