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The STRANGER

Never had any regrets since your last cigarette Never a mistake that drink wouldn’t help you forget You were ‘fun’ and you were ‘tough’ when the fuzz arrested you The drugs well they were drugs and they did what they do Just puff and you take and knock all back And you huff and you joke your life way off track It’s all about tomorrow for you; and what it can do for you Instead of putting down childish things and seeing what you can do for you. Now it’s bright out and all colours break the dread You can hear and taste the screams and rows and the tears that ever came New life hits you hard and the old feels haunts your head Being sober and so burned only lets you know you’re nothing but ashamed No amount of bodies would stop the haunting in your bed It was still **** cold and still **** dark and you still can’t forget You’re not allowed that way out too many so called tears that would be shed So now you don’t do that? But the sky’s still blue and your bloods still red Have another drink and heave it up and get too thin Smoking chops up the life you want to cut in the rut that you’re in You say you ain’t a drunk you just like to ***** for a while Doing a-dult things don’t make you less of a child Now it’s bright out and all colours breaks your head You can hear and taste the screams and rows and the tears that ever came You find comfort in the dark and fear this new light instead Being sober and so burned only lets you know you’re nothing but ashamed Now it’s bright out and all colours refuse to fade Show how you love all the love these people have for you It’s easier to imagine how it could be back in the shade Trust they rely on you, stick it through. But don't be a mug they don’t need you, so keep your face out the dirt Stay sober stay quit even though it all gets through and sometimes all falls out. Be alive and happy and hurt, instead of dead and numb, dumb and hurt. Stick it through, stop being you. Stick it out.
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Written by
aaron-wallis
English
Published
Mar 17, 2015
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42·390
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I no longer drink and now admit it's due to a fear of addiction, I have gone as far to quit smoking, and trying very hard not to adopt any new habits as I am a creature to it. At first replying on any kind of substance made me hate how it controlled me and how  I was unable to be a self I was semi comfortable with.Now so much of a different me is coming out I fear a part of me years to dive right back into to something, anything. This has left me raw (and fatter than i used to be) and as a result I have steered away from clever words and just laid it down.

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#addiction#alcohol#drugs#sober#cigarettes#smoking#nicotine#addict#quitting#quit
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