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Adam Childs
Poems
Mar 2016
ADDICTION
Addiction is
My something bitter
My something sweet
An unholy nightmare
I partly love
But mostly hate
My happiness ripped away
Like cement from a building
I cannot move
For inside out
I am crumbling
All around me my house is collapsing
As I find myself wide open
Standing in the rain
Which keeps falling
Just need a little more numbing
As I am bound to my body
Like an Egyptian mummy
A fight I can not win
Give me another
Another drink
Another pill
Another line
I am not sure
If I can even tell
The difference anymore
A vacuum under my feet
Where floor boards
Once met
My self esteem gone
A diminishing will that
Once stood like a mountain
Is now just empty Canyon
I am Sledging in the snow
Sliding down a mountain
But some how all
My joy has gone
My desire dissolving
Into a glass as
My heart has given in
As I fall into a drain
Humiliated I feel
As I escape into another pill
As I am truly conquered
But not by a great army
Just my weak will
Slipping to my death
In quicksand I am sinking
And all I think is
Is Spar Open
Skidding on black ice
I can see I am about to crash
But I can not even flinch
Just have another drink
As I take another dive
If only there was
Something inside of me
That could say
Lets stay a Live
Then maybe I could pull
Myself
Out of this
My unholy nightmare
I partly love
But mostly hate
My something bitter
My something sweet
But mostly I hate
I just wanted to make the point that often addiction comes when life for some reason has taken away someones basic happiness
#addiction
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