As hours fly within days that go by
The self-inflicted pain we cause
Could almost be felt by all who ask why
The torture that flows out that one phone call exposes all flaws
The pressure to pretend will never leave without a friend
But most friends only ever exist to do nothing but mock
For a stone cold heart will never be able to mend
With every passing point hidden beneath the deepest shock
Creating the problems of an emotional uproar
A light emitting a pure shine so bright
A craving so deep and wild but the only thing encountered is a locked door
Trying to survive while putting up an emotional fight
No amount of right could rectify any of the ever forming wrong
Sitting in the dark trying to hide, a hero is needed who is truly pure
Regardless of using unblinking sight nothing can be seen through any song
A miracle is needed to help in this quest to find the addictions purest cure.
©Josh West
Picture credit: dreamstime
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