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Shooting up is like a disease you can control
But can't stop fueling
You get higher and higher and always fall twice as hard
You can feel pieces of your mind, body and soul breaking and floating away into the sea of addiction
With every shot you lose a little more hope
Every empty needle is another broken dream
In the beginning, you see it as being crazy and obscure
Just like anyone else judging from the outside
It's amazing how quickly it becomes a familiar part of you lifestyle
It's a part of you, just as important as breathing, if not more
Even if you do get out alive, everything inside of you is dead
You slowly start to resume the routines of your life before the sickness, but it can never be the same
It haunts you in your dreams
It laughs at you in your nightmares
It calls for you when you least expect it
And your veins cry back for it like an infant to its mother, begging you to take the pain away
Time will go by
You'll feel close to human again
But the random shakes and aches will always remind you of the demoralizing underworld you were once a part of...
...and in some ways, you'll always be a part of. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 253 [topic] => 66 [informant] => MarcusJones [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
Infection

Contributed by MarcusJones on Monday, 16th October 2006 @ 11:18:49 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



I was a junky once...
Shooting up is like a disease you can control
But can't stop fueling
You get higher and higher and always fall twice as hard
You can feel pieces of your mind, body and soul breaking and floating away into the sea of addiction
With every shot you lose a little more hope
Every empty needle is another broken dream
In the beginning, you see it as being crazy and obscure
Just like anyone else judging from the outside
It's amazing how quickly it becomes a familiar part of you lifestyle
It's a part of you, just as important as breathing, if not more
Even if you do get out alive, everything inside of you is dead
You slowly start to resume the routines of your life before the sickness, but it can never be the same
It haunts you in your dreams
It laughs at you in your nightmares
It calls for you when you least expect it
And your veins cry back for it like an infant to its mother, begging you to take the pain away
Time will go by
You'll feel close to human again
But the random shakes and aches will always remind you of the demoralizing underworld you were once a part of...
...and in some ways, you'll always be a part of.




Copyright © MarcusJones ... [ 2006-10-16 23:18:49]
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Re: Infection (User Rating: 1 )
by sadaddy on Tuesday, 17th October 2006 @ 12:35:29 AM AEST
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Wow, this is a wonderful write. You truly have taken a step in the right direction; it takes great courage and ability to overcome this addiction. I congratulate you for this step. May you have peace and joy in your heart and be blessed by doing so. Continue to take it one day at a time and your future will be brighter.

sadaddy


Re: Infection (User Rating: 1 )
by ediii on Tuesday, 17th October 2006 @ 10:29:58 PM AEST
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damn. such a strong write. to be honest i admire you for quittin shootin up, i smoked it only like 6 times, i didnt even like it but i could totaly feel it taking away a lot. i cant even imagine what it must be like to try to recover from addcition like this. if youve done it you are a very strong person. good luck.




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