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.