So easily distracted by the flattering and flirting.
Years of sobriety down and deserting.
Couldn't see beyond the time.
I was out and sharing.
Just a few lines are okay.
I didn't seem to be caring.
Couldn't tear myself away after
only a taste.
The mirror reflects the white
lines. And my tweaking high face. Can't believe
this is happening.
After years I had swore.
I never thought I'd be doing this.
Sniff sniff again.
Give me more yeah give
me more.
Look at yourself you're acting like a fiend and erratic.
Like that person you once were.
That old pathetic drug addict.
Is this what you want?
You know where this will lead. Tonight it's only fun.
But tomorrow it's a need.
I'm coming down hard.
I sniff my last bump.
As I sit there alone.
Coming down in slump.
What have I done.
I sit in my shame.
Lost in temptation.
To the demon cocain....
©anthonyjm
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