Addiction
It came on with the quickness,
stuck in a body full of sickness ,
on your knees praying for forgiveness,
But that’s not likely when you took this in vain
many roads ahead of you they all lead to pain,
given the opportunity you would re fill your veins
while cold shakes and withdrawals are scrambling your brain
feeling like Adam in a false garden of Eden,
surrounded by temptation and that temptations a demon,
go on just take one little bite,
it won’t hurt you it will be alright,
hitting your body harder then a thunderous smite,
it’s an addiction that will destroy your whole life,
leave you living a lonely existence,
with a head full of cravings and
marriage to its persistence.
Copyright © Sam Russell | Year Posted 2018
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