In pain and grief, I start to drownd. By my addiction, Chained and bound. I couldn't escape, although I tried. I said I could, to myself I lied. The severity of my addiction, I kept hidden. Showing my emotions, is strictly forbidden. I Give the impression, that all is well. But in reality I'm stuck in hell. All alone, with nowhere to turn. It won't be long, I'll crash and burn. I know this charade can't possibly last. I'm spiraling out of control way too fast. I search for something, something to hold. I won't give up, I refuse to fold. Until the end I will fight. Out of the darkness and into the light.
©ryan
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