They linger among us, shape shifting from face to face. Please be alert, to foresee them before they take you as prey.
They will steal your innocence, your youth, the majority of your soul. The glide between us, un noticed... Not seen. But when you do see them, you'll never forget, their darkened, distorted soul will never be forgotten.
They take you by the hand & lead you into a room, darkened with a sheet over the window, no one will see the evil that be. But you'll never forget the smell of stale cigarettes & alcohol. You'll never forget the touch.
Escape your earthly body, your not presently in hell. Not in human form, just an empty shell. To take the brunt of such a sinister torture. But when it's over you'll run, never to remember again.
Until your 35, they will come back to you. But let me tell you, your not ready or well. Self abuse, sabotage are normal, before you know it your out of control.
Your just another junkie with no soul, being judged because they don't see your story. But behold In all of its glory, you are indeed strong enough to battle this life, just to live one more day.
Because your story may save just one poor soul. Yours may not matter much. But to offer another a fresh chance, is the greatest gift one can bestow...
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