Addiction
He flirts with death
He a stone cold, hope killer
The pain gets no realer
He smoke the dope
I’m not pointing no fingers
But scorn follows the drug dealer
He trades in disaster
When people are going down
He helps them get there faster
But the user just wants to feel relief
And fill the void
To detach from dreams
That the addiction destroyed
Creep, crawl, jog, run
To return to yourself
Do it for the man in the mirror…
If for no one else
And regain your peace of mind
I promise…
We’re in it together this time
Love always, Esha ❤
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