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Click hereAddicted,
Left alone,
In the rip tide.
Always wanting,
Always needing.
More then what,
One can handle.
Addicted to alcohol,
Goes down so smooth.
Night after night.
One after another,
Without a care.
No one to notice,
Or give a damn about.
Addicted to pills,
Drowning out the pain.
Slipping down the throat,
Even when others can be watching.
The pills so little,
None would see.
The addiction.
The blur of version,
No knowing where you be.
Everything just,
Seems to go away.
In the addiction,
Nothing matters.
All is right as rain.
Forget the pain,
Forget the past.
No more matters.
With another pill,
Or another drink.
Nothing matters,
To the addiction.
A poignant piece reveling in the joy of addiction as it masks life's pains rather than face them. And in the masking, walk into far greater pain, until.
.
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A poignant piece reveling in the joy of addiction as it masks life's pains rather than face them. And in the masking, walk into far greater pain, until.
.
.
A mood of despair, of apathy. Addiction feels no pain ~ as it's bent on total destruction.