The Pain of Addiction

The Pain of Addiction........⠀

I used to have an Old Mate

I thought that he was great

He liked to keep me company

Stayed up with me real late

He cleaned my mess

There was no stress

I thought with him I'd win

Was looking good

cos now I could

My Old Mate kept me thin

I thought it was cool

But I was a fool

That Old Mate of mine

Was nothing but cruel

He tricked me well

Was under his spell

I sold him my soul

And I couldn't even tell

I stumble through life

Confused and lost

The price of escapism

Is not worth the cost

My heart broken

My mind is a mess

My body aching

My spirit distressed

I reach to the sky

I pray to the divine

Show me mercy

Give me a sign

I can’t give in

I don’t complain

Accepting my lesson

Like a test in a game

There is nothing to shame

There’s meaning in pain

Find the sliver lining

Surviving the game

If you suffer from addiction... you’re not alone. It’s not a failure because of a “lack it will-power”, but rather a moment of avoidance to ease the dark times.

Healing must come