A progression that causes regression Step by step memory cells erosion Spiralling down mental condition Billions of dollars not enough to find the solution
Protein forming deposits Brain cells cemented First steps of the stages chartered 7 more to go to complete what it started
Memory loss a signal Becoming a prisoner Attention span shortened Learning process permanently halted
Degeneration of the human Body mind and soul With no recourse A life sentence of dependence for no fault of theirs
I'll treated once affected Brain can't process the full effect Their state taken to advantage Cursed and beaten knowing it is safe
Immediate Death better bet Than to suffer till death Wrong disease at the wrong time in the wrong hands Crucifixion seems like heaven
Lying alone in a room Bed and dress wer with ***** Food and water given in ration All depends on the mood swings of the dependant person
Resplendent and divine One day of the month Absent and Darkness A fortnight later Complete to Empty Transition monthly Comes with darkness Shines with the stars Accessible to mankind Yet seems so far Brings with it Beauty and glory Known for the dark sides of many stories Brings with it an eerie silence Its reflection on the water fable Zen buddist favorite example Beauty it is Reflecting the Sun Duty on borrowed glory A character in many a story A companion for loneliness Meditative in its travel Watch it and it unravels Reflecting your heart Cleansing your soul Solitudinarian s best friend Greeted by empty streets and People under the sheets Provides the best ambience Mother nature's instructions Romance and Dinner Under the moonlight A magic sight it provides The light it provides in Darkness Is the sanity and hope it provides mankind Moon leads the way for the heart As the Sun does to thoughts Plays supporting role To the prevalent tenesplendorbrosity Never prides on its Leaves it to its audience to be the racounter
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A personal experience Did get my deliverance Not until after going the distance With abuse of substance
Never had a drink Till i was 20 None offered it to me Peer pressure no logic
Wanted to encounter To know what it feels like An inebriated state of condition Where you loose your inhibitions
Not to feel left out In the midst of those who passed out Occurrences in the high far out Demons of addiction taking steps out
Unaware of my character Addiction or Abstinence its main feature Galloped on the track of dependence To a future awaiting to be spent in repentance
Craving for more and more Liquor bottles more at my door Than at the store Nothing else i remember
From the bottles straight up Tolerance levels made even alcoholics sit up One more quicker than the next Even the bottles screamed give it a rest
Addiction in an equation Equalling to self esteem Increase the valency Equares to nullity
House of warmth Turns into hell Family at a dead end Peace showing its stop sign
Rages and Rants daily occurence Violence and defiance same direction Tolerance grievance at the other end Hindrance to prudence leading to indifference
Relationships gone south Friendship loosing its clout Engaged with liquor in a boxing bout Getting tipsy every round you loose
Respect relationship friendship Not even in the viscinity Alone Addicted and miserable No one left in the false fantasy
Reputation at home Neighbourhood and work Now a laughing stock to preach Sympathetic towards the other members No fault of theirs humiliate
Begging and stealing No more wrong Left guilt by the wayside When the bottles lay bedside
Years gone by Not aware of days that went by Living in a timeless state Till time ends living on the due date
Extinct to family Extinct to friends Extinct to colleagues Extinct to self
No bigger crime Family in the grind For you to find Ways to the deep end
Take the first sip Keys to hell unlocking its gates Living in hell already the state Hell learns a lesson by observing your fate
The painter imagination Would make mother nature jealous The joy that inhibits her heart Expresses itself as art Nature will not steal her glory By making this a reality