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May 2012
Addicts come in different forms
We are all facing our own demons
We all have those things
That we wish that we could let go of
Those inner demons
Those inner forces
That seem to drag us down
That snag us down
We all have the things
That keep us up at night
Those moments in our lives
When we doubt if we are really here
Really living
Really existing
Or if we are just floating along
Not truly grafting to anything real
Just floating along with the breeze of life
Giving in to our demons
The things that hold us back
Sometimes it can feel
Like it's just easier to give in
Sometimes it can feel like
It is just easier to just
Keep going through the motions
Sometimes it can feel like it's easier
Just to live in the darkness
Giving in to those inner demons
Sometimes they can become so familiar
It can become all you can know
Ahmad Cox
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