what do they say? meditate.
and it's garunteed that most just self medicate.
the high. to be high. so you don't see reality.
broken soul bonded with a broken mentality.bottles, to clouds, to pills.
needles, to lines, and so much more that I could fill out.
temptation spreads like an infection.
these substances and antidepressants have a calling. and they are calling your name.the struggle of trying to remain sober is an emotional weight you can barely lift because your soul is too skinny.
stones attached to your feet as you continue to sink in your own ocean of pain.
you don't want to care. you want to rebuild your own heart and brain.
because once you come back into reality once more you can no longer maintain.so it gets worse.
everything hidden away behind a curtain.
the temptation mixed pain has flown off of even the surface.
that voice you recognize starts lurking.
reality screams and crys for you to not give in but it unfortunately isn't working.sober you are.
your peers our proud.
everyone is happy for you all around.you walk over to that curtain. what are you going to do now???...
......
it's crazy how I've been talking to myself this whole time...
......
the curtain is opened.I look at the monstrosities in front of me.
then I closed my eyes...
I took one deep breath in.......
and one deep breath out......
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I closed the curtain.
and I turned around.everything will be okay.
YOU ARE READING
the human road.
Poetryfirst book filled with poems written by me. 📝🔒(IN DEVELOPMENT)🛠️📝