Sarah Cope Poet Rhyme

Withdrawals

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This was a pretty hard piece to compile, and definitely a personal piece to post but my hope is it may reach someone who needs it. 

Withdrawals 

The pain is indescribable, but with my words I can but try,
To describe the hell on earth that withdrawals will supply, 
It covers every single miniscule molecule of every one of your bodies cells 
From every hair follicle to each tip of every toe, your head rings like orchestral bells 
You can't concentrate in fact you simply can't think as your skin begins crawling 
You want to cry but your eyes cannot even weep, you cry out but no tears come falling,
While the sensation of an infestation begins to infest you under your skin, 
Your every muscle has lost its strength and then the sickness and diarrhea begins, 
Beads of sweat trickle down from your face, 
Yet your bitterly cold, no matter how many layers the shivers continue to play chase 
They penetrate right down to the bone and you cannot hide the inevitable shaking 
Try as you might because of your body's unbearable aching, 
It's like a baseball bat was used to literally batter you, 
Nothing helps to sooth any of the pains your being subjected to 
You find yourself contemplating things you'd never thought you'd do, 
This poison is like the devil himself whispering in your ear he's cunning acting like a saviour 
But it's evil plotting conspiring against you talking you into failure, 
Just one hit and you'll feel so much better, don't suffer he repeats and replies, 
While the people who love me my family are the angels shouting loudly rallying I hear there cries
And it's now a game of tennis my head is the tennis ball, back and forth you can't construe 
You contemplate continuously, do I have the strength or the willpower to see this through,
Or will the devil on my shoulder finally conquer and prevail taking my soul back with him 
Back to the depths of hell from which I came which was grim, 
But failure would mean I would never be free of this addiction of this disease, of this affliction,  
Therefore failure isn't even an actual option? 
The weeks of hell you endure of withdrawals comes with the greatest reward you could ask for
Freedom, of the mind, the body and soul, withstand the biggest test of your life because for sure, 
You've got so much more to live for!

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