It was a onetime try Yet it became a full time job Pretending it was helping While I knew it was actually destroying Every time I do I cut away a piece of my soul It was an illusion of an escape An illusion of a happy place When running away from reality’s pain My addiction seemed to be the perfect shelter to hide away For moments it gave me a lovely peace of mind It made me feel relaxed, and forget all sorrow in my life Yet minutes after, I quickly felt worse Felt miserable and hated myself for being weak and that much of powerless It was devastating me from the inside Consuming my breaths And threatening me with death if I ever tried putting an end for it True … death was scary, but living with such addiction was even more frightening So eventually I took a decision To never fall for my demons again And to fight back whenever the urge for my addiction settled back on the surface of my mind I won’t lie and say it was a piece of cake For it was a dark period to pass by in my life I was at the real rock bottom But that rock bottom gave me a new start A beginning for a new chapter in life A life where I am actually alive, and not just breathing and passing by Addiction takes all that is good and precious in one’s life; I didn’t realize that until I moved on and came clean from it.