I am an addict from near and far
From weed to razors, herion to crack
Pain and pills, a little Jack at the bar
Oh to get high and feel so free
No sadnessnor guilt, no cares or worries
When I come down
I wish to go back
I look in a mirror
A hideuos sight I see
Bruised, battered, cut and broken
A look so broken a soul thats lost
For in the mirror, I only see me
My eyes so hollow no smile to shine
I pop a few percs xanax too boot
I'm off and running, trying to escape at any cost
My high is gone, I start to crash
my hands they tremble, my body shakes
My thoughts, Oh how they race inside my head
My addictions and demons calling from within
As I lay down, I start to cry
The shame, the guilt, sorrow and pain
I pick up a razor an handfull of pills
Deep inside wishing to be dead
A contest entry
- Addictions by starlite.
600 points, ended September 30, 2008, 43 entries
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Comments
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thank you for this entry. it judt doesn't sound very child like to me. thank you for entering and i wish you the best of luck in this contest. viyanna rosemarie
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Very well written from an addict point of view. you covered it pretty well nice job I understand where you are coming from. The guilt sinks in and makes you want to go do more to escape. It's a never ending battle. When your high you feel guilty but good. When your sober you feel guilty and want to escape.
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Angel, very good description of emotion that has taken over, and is so incredibly powerful that it at times makes you wish you were dead.and addiction is the only relief. i can relate to being there at one point, and even at some points now, in my life and i can tell you that it WILL get better...very effective use of first line/last line. If only more people could see the connection.
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