Addictions consume
Every square inch of room
Mind and body torment the soul
Pleading to pay the toll
For drug of choice
Deafening the inner voice
Of conscience and reason
Denying the flesh is treason
To sweet refrain
From the world’s pain
Unable to distinguish
The fire to extinguish
Pleasure or the incessant appetite
Flesh and will fight
The feelings and emotions
Wrapped in an addict’s potion
Repeating abuse
An addict’s noose
Worn around the neck
A blind speck
Slowly taking the breath
Of a life choking to death
Addiction is master and slave
Leading to the grave…

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