My Fear
Say their fool you are just a tool
I’m the monkey on your back
From the day you were born
I have cut you no slack
Your deepest fear I’m always here
Just one shot away
To slide that needle into your vein
Spinning the world away
Your wooden beast, I’m your feast
I know you feel my call
I just live here in the shadows
Waiting for you to fall
Write your write trying to fight
What is a part of you
But in the end know my friend
You and I are not through
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The hell we aren't, never again.
I have no idea if a monkey is a
Wooden beast but after being a
junkie inside and out for over
twenty years this is a fear that
is a part of my everyday. I praise
God for another day clean.
Written for Matt's contest, mj
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