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Drug Addiction - 2 sides of me

Drug addiction. The reality. 

 

Tell me what you see, compared to what I do which is only two sides of me 

And neither of them agree, but one of them is barely holding on to her sanity 

One is begging to be free, whilst the other is full of apathy 

 

I 

 

So as she stares in disbelief, she reaches for the pipe casually 

Naturally fits as if it’s a home remedy for therapy 

And she knows as long as she lives in the fantasy, she will stay feeling heavenly 

The second she goes to quit, it’s a travesty 

Thinking of the agony, she hits the pipe rapidly 

Anything to guarantee the silence of the enemy’s voice to ruin her mentality 

Eagerly awaiting a victory, or to be an evictee 

Suddenly as if both time and the earth stood still, she loves gravity 

Is stricken with poverty, and full of miseries 

Suddenly quality over quantity is no longer taken seriously 

It’s all about how much you’re willing to sacrifice for your weakness 

Naive and restless, she’s anxious and she’s breathless 

Starting to get nauseous, she wishes she was more cautious 

But no one could have caught this, it’s an unfortunate crisis 

Because now she’s lifeless, where she had a chance to be righteous 

But instead of looking at herself, she decides to look at her vices 

 

II 

 

I don’t understand the push and the shoves, 

Can’t pin point where I started to love the drugs 

Gave love up to be a plug just so I could have the rush 

Because for the first time in my life I’m wanted and I have the funds 

Even though it’s taken months, with a lot of broken trust 

But I knew it must be cuffed the second I got a touch 

Got a feel for what I thought was enough 

Really? I just couldn’t seem to adjust 

Always itching for more, I became corrupt 

I should have listened, stayed silent and never discussed 

My story to older thugs, after nothing but more blood 

The more they gave me a thumbs up, the results became riddles 

Kind of like a woman who doesn’t know if she’s pregnant or if she’s just a victim of mixed symptoms 

The more I became suspicious 

And much more ambitious 

Malicious with an addiction 

Several convictions 

In a position to get the recognition, with a full blown admission 

All because of my conditions 

I guess that makes me an entire contradiction based on the fiction

07/01/2020

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