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My Reality

It's my best friend,

and my nightmere-

it's all that I love

and everything I fear.

It's my fulfillment,

my bottomless sorrow-

bringing dark thoughts

of no tomorrow.

It's my strength,

my greatest plight-

this evil addiction

I try to fight.

It's my oblivion,

my heartbreaking pain-

a toxic cloud

that's killing my brain.

It's my protection,

my paranoid lies-

the Devil himself

in crystal disguise.

It's my sanity,

my endless strife-

this methamphetamine

destroying my life.

It's my reality,

my make-believe bliss-

I just never imagined

I would end up like this....

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Written by
MeanAileen
121 / F
Published
Mar 9, 2017
Lines·Words
28·93
Notes

Truth be told....

Tags
#depression#life#drugs#emotional
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