This empty seat is for the addicts,
who never made it home.
The ones who lost their battle,
on a long lonley road.
Gone but not forgotten,
we keep them in our hearts.
We remember them in silence,
and the knowledge absence imparts.
They sadly could not win the war,
the one that raged inside.
But please believe me when I say
I know they really tried.
So please dont judge the addicts,
you do not know their fight.
Just pray for peace to their souls,
lost silently every night.
Aug 11, 2023
Aug 11, 2023 at 7:16 PM UTC
This empty seat is for the addicts,
who never made it home.
The ones who lost their battle,
on a long lonley road.
Gone but not forgotten,
we keep them in our hearts.
We remember them in silence,
and the knowledge absence imparts.
They sadly could not win the war,
the one that raged inside.
But please believe me when I say
I know they really tried.
So please dont judge the addicts,
you do not know their fight.
Just pray for peace to their souls,
lost silently every night.
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