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Ashley Taylor Nov 2018
thought I’d feel numb towards these emotions

Seems as though I was wrong with my notions

Trying to accept this new sort of feeling

Im afraid to admit, but you are all too appealing

Trying to fight away all these temptations

Then having to face the night’s constellations

The warmth of your body touching mine

And to think that our existence could align
Ashley Taylor Nov 2018
Sometimes I find myself drowning in my past
There’s a guilty piece of my conscience I cannot surpass
Too many years I hid myself behind a bottle
Not even in the drivers seat but hitting the throttle
My careless mind destroyed everyone I loved
Tore down any future I had dreamed of
Next I would find comfort in a colorful pill
Just a little something so I couldn’t feel
The addiction had me tangled in barb wire
Everytime I tried to escape it was like adding fuel to the fire
Ending my suffering finally by confronting my fears
Even if it means drowning in a river of my own tears
It may take twice the time to right my wrongs
But I’m okay with that because I’m where I belong
A poem I wrote after struggling from addiction and saving myself

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