Category : Poems

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I exit the doctor's office following my therapy session
 then lock myself in a room and turn to self mutilation 
blood begins pouring down my arm mentally I'm floating in the pain
 I've never seen sunshine all I know is thunder and rain 
i draw back the plunger then slam it to my vein
 I know there's nowhere to run but I don't want to do is escape
 I wander up and down the dark streets of my mind its a dangerous place to be alone but I go there all the time 
I'm standing on the edge of the Abyss dangling my feet 
If Only the Strong Survive why do I feel so weak
 conquering these demons seem such an unachievable feet
 i have death knocking at my door as my past continues to haunt me
 I try so hard to function but this addiction continues to taunt me
 I can't even look at the spoon without feeling the bite from the needle
 I seek some form release trying to distract myself from the urge
 I want to ask for help but I don't know how to form the words 
so i buckle to the will the needle I'll forever be a Slave
 the substance begins coursing through my veins, my pupils dilate, in my heart begins to race 
Flirting With Disaster seducing destruction I will willingly welcome death's embrace 
I remove the needle from my arm lay back and wait for my final Escape 
please don't shed a tear nor mourn for my loss 
in reality it's a blessing because I'm finally free from my torments and pain 
there are very few realize that the only true way to escape addiction is death 
suddenly the room begins to spin and I struggle to take a breath
 a shadowy figure appears and grabs me by the hand and helps me to my feet
 a soldier I was but the needle I was unable to defeat
 so at the end of the day when it's all said and done 
when I'm laying on the table with the tag on my toe
 please lay me to rest knowing I'm finally at peace 
because on this  day I finally achieved the ultimate release