I Want To Be Happy'

Another sleepless night on the streets

I think I'm going insane

With all

these voices 

Inside my head

Telling me stories

Mostly threat...

Addiction isn't my friend

All
it has done is cause me pain

Thus

Bringing forth more friends

But

These things

Are evil

Tormenters of the mind

In search of the soul

They attack 
and 
wear down the psyche 

A familiar practice in hell

Where love is preyed upon

And 
happiness is a smile

As
he with the dead eyes tortures another soul endlessly

All I hear is screaming

Coming from such a nasty little thing

A bad spirit that's trying

Me....

It's voice so vile

I've killed many

Devils and demons were the worst

Killers of a child

And

Yet .... I still struggle with.

A product of the choices I've made in life

Drugs and gluttony calling my name

Deadly sin was bad

But

Sadness is the same.

Addiction is the voice inside my head.

It won't get my soul

So it says it'll settle for my death ...

I said.... I have time.

Open your eyes
and
See that a kingdom come is without crystal meth.

The Love in me.

It's Time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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