The Devil's Den

Last night as  
the last cigarette  
burned low
my body and mind tired
still jonesing
for one final fix
I fell into a fit full sleep
falling into a nightmare
I was at my connects house
the house littered with debris
ghostly figures haunted the place
gaunt like and sucked up
they were all shooting their dope
I could smell it in the air
but this time not smelling like relief
carrying the stench of death and decay
it was my turn to get high
and I thought to myself
I don't want to die this way
in this den of demons
licking at the souls of the weary
I fled the place scared and shaken
my family flashed before my eyes
returning to my haven of safety
A shaman appeared
this is your warning
embrace love and life
leave the needle and death
in the devil's den
where it belongs
take flight in your new life
give to other's as you've  
been given
leave darkness in the trash
don't go dumpster diving now
glorifying your past
the future is yours  
if you will but reach out
and grab it
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 22nd May 2016
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