Crack is my addiction,
shaking to take that first hit.
I'm sucked into peaceful bliss,
this feeling that I long for.
Smoking for years,
I've tried to stop,
no luck.
Telling myself I will,
that I am strong,
but when the man calls,
my strength disappears.
It calls out to me,
so I take my stem and suck it in.
Heavenly bliss.
Succumbing to it all,
I finish it,
now what?
The party is over,
my life is a mess,
money gone,
broke and miserable.
How can I stop?
I have tried,
Can someone help me?
I call out to my guardian angel,
will he save me?
Author notes
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Comments
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I finish it,
now what?
The party is over,
my life is a mess,
money gone,
Those lines hit me like a train.
I really liked this. Your words are amazing and deep. Is this true? because you write about addiction and somehow make it beautiful and painful at the same time. Verypowerful. What a struggle.
Thankyou for enetering.
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Is this autobiographical? None the less good write I like how you convey the struggle too.Best of luck.
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this here piece hit hard friend.
I can feel the struggle of the usage and the desire to want to stop, yet not the strength to do it.
Powerful read.
best wishes to you in this contest
passions
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