A poem about past addiction, and a hopeful future.


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The burn, a quick soothing to the pain
One small cut to release the crimson rain

Obsession

Night after night feeding the beast,
Fighting off the craving, trying not to give in

Addiction

Once I thought I sold my soul to the devil
Corrupted in the mind by some kind of evil

Psychotic

I looked in the mirror at the void in my eyes, that used to shine
Scared of what it would take to change, if it was even possible

Crazy

Somewhere in the back of my mind there is a spark to get better
There are many reasons to try

Hopeful

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  • Christine Ramsay on Nov 27, 2010

    I really do agree with your last couple of lines. You should hang on to that hope. A very well expressed piece.

    Christine

  • papaleng on Nov 27, 2010

    I can relate to your experience, but will and discipline is a big factor to forget a past nightmare and hope is a motivational force to cling on and find the future. An inspiring piece.

  • Melody SJAL on Nov 28, 2010

    Very inspiring. I do hope everything’s going for the better now.

  • Goodselfme on Dec 2, 2010

    thank you for your hopeful words at the end. I wish my friend to be always hopeful.

  • stiid55 on Sep 20, 2011

    gud 1, i think that we experience the same i could only think of my self when reading this thanx again.

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