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Aug 11
Sometimes it's all to much
The pain won't go away

Sometimes I don't feel normal
Becoming socially ******* from hiding myself away

Sometimes the noise doesn't leave me for days

Sometimes it gets to easy to reach
For the quick fix that will take the pain away, to help me feel normal not constricted by insecurities, to dampen the noise of life to allow me a second to breath

But I don't want that life, I don't want to be tied to a crutch filled with shame and guilt to get me through each day.

Most times the quick fix will lead to bigger problems

Most times all I need is someone who understands me

Most times we're screaming, crying on the inside
Allowing our 'problems' to become us
Feeding it without realizing it's going to consume us

Most times we make a choice
To put ourself and life first, or to watch it slip away
Our 'problems' and worries sometimes get to much for us to carry anymore. We're not heard or supported often isolated or associating with the wrong crowd.
It can be hard to face the things that are ailing us. So falling into addiction is often the easy option, the short term feelings of peace are chased as they fade away quickly.
It can be hard to watch friends or family slip into addiction, and see it change who they are.
It's a taboo subject that is tearing society apart.
Sarah Mulqueen
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Sarah Mulqueen  Waimate - New Zealand
(Waimate - New Zealand)   
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