Drugs of pleasure are an escape,
Living in an imaginary paradise.

Once addicts come back to reality,
Existence without the high seems unreal.

Craving drugs as if they need food,
Starving for that artificial happiness.

Users are dedicated to false determination,
Neglecting harmful chemicals that promise joy.

Responsibility is absent from their actions,
Blaming dependency on other individuals.

Despair leads to committing crimes,
Stealing money for the hunger of fake arousal.

Destiny led by dependence will inflict misery,
Fueling a lifestyle that has no moral worthiness.

Cravers must arrive at desperation to recover,
A quest found by the collapse of a breakdown.

Trying to discover a route to quitting addiction,
Seeking happiness through paths of genuine trails.