Category : Poems

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I've ridden the mighty white horse that's one purpose is too devour and deminish the innocent, lost, and naive souls its prey. 
I know first hand the evil that roams this earth. An evil that spreads sickness into the insides of addicts entire beings. 
I cannot deny the demons that have attacked whatever light was in sight, their  only goal was to crush any hope that could be used to defend ones self. 
The evil hunger of substances, sneaking their way into your life and slowly putting out any resistance you once held.
Ive been fighting battles so vicious that I'm more scared of the world that is inside my head then the horrors of the world. 
The devil can seem sneaky but it's only you that can give him your soul. 
Shocked when I looked at myself in the mirror and couldnt recognize the person staring back at me. A stranger with the eyes of a broken soul, checked out until further notice. 
My life had only just begun, the substances left me with no time to try too run. 
Then they entered the black hole of my mind.
 Invading all my private thoughts and anything else that created me. 
 In my head it used to be just me,
 but now there's always an unwanted extra company,
 and it wants the old me to leave. 

My mind doesn't belong to me now , privacy is long gone. The Addiction feeds off of every single thing I think. There's no where to hide, the drugs are laced tight into all the deepest parts of my mind.
I'm lathered in the type of gifts that you can only dream of, in exchange for them, I must agree to submit. Give up all of what I believe in and let drugs take me on a trip. 
For a moment it seems like a good deal, as long as these drugs could numb me some more..
I'm beaten down and broken, my war is never truly over. I can't keep the darkness away for much longer.  Now these drugs have taken hostage of my brain. 
I change my mind but it's far too late.
 It sneer at the fact that it had sealed my fate. 
It pounds the idea of hopeless and worthlessness deep into the existence of who I am.
Its part of my identity now, despite the fact that I no longer know who I am.

I thought I was running the show, that I was the one to call the shots. But in just one moment I realized I now bowed down before the substance that had conquered and invaded. I bowed my head down to show my loyalty to my new king. 

My life keeps happening, even through all this sad, pathetic sob story of someone who didn't know how dangerous curiosity is for someone with a lost soul. 
It smelled your wounds before you could even accept you were just damaged goods.

The drugs are in total control and the end seems to be no where in sight. You give in and worship your new God, ignore all the warning alarms going off in your heart.
Even through the stealing and crushing done to you by nothing more then a mere white powder, some part inside of you grips on hysterically for dear life, not even knowing that your battles were not quite over. 

You hit the bottom of the darkest pit you could ever even Imagine, your astounded that one could still be alive at this point in an addicts path of life. 
There's no light down here, your exhausted in every way imaginable. You don't want to fight, your not sure you can continue to survive at this point. 
You plead with your master, beg and
 Grovel with all of your might for it to help you get thru this pain or to mercy end your life. 
A bead of light shines down into your soul. A sudden fire and desire to live your life is reborn and suddenly all the misery and heartache you endured starts to fuel you. Your no longer incapacitated by the addictions ruling thumb over your life. 
Now it's up to you to choose to fight. Don't let the drugs take control of your life. The love from a drug is never real. Drugs will never leave you but if they stay in control all of your family will. There is no cure to this sickness but that doesn't mean there's no hope. Let that spark ignite inside you and go fight for your life.