The Pain

Things are Not well. My withdrawal is bad. Still numb and hallucinations are ongoing. Hard to talk On phone. I'm at home. Can't stay calm.can't sit still can't get out I don't know what's real.always shaking not eating or sleeping. Scared of things others might know like whole World kidding and jokes on me. Insanity not kind to me so tired of nothing but pain wish for relief from shadows all round me. Life of pain and joy is scraped away Never saw it ending this way. Never give up. Never knocked down never turned away just turn cheek So of all the things I've done and seen The trouble I made in my home town I own it all with no regrets and as I stood I will fall not weak. Strong till spark exits me.