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an addict's prayer

 
break me at the kneecaps
so I can't run to the drug driving me
rusted out thoughts of the easy way out

I'm clean hallelujah my head is clear
pain cries at acapella  
damn it I want my mind back
your left, your left
keep on marching bitch!
the town is on fire get the fuck out
 
feeling froggy like I'm about to jump
but God help me  
not into the same old cesspool  
I've been swimming in
 
with a wet dream of being an author
speaking from fried out brain receptors
still, there's a fire in my belly
 
I pick myself up and begin again
did drug-lite yesterday
today nothing
it feels good in a damn I'm crawling across glass
but standing tall kind of way
 
I will write myself a new story
walk it and as they say fake this shit
until I believe it
 
right now if the crank was in front of me
I would do it no doubt about it
reality washes over me
don't want to ramble like a mad woman
 
I desire a sharp instrument of destruction
to carve ideas from
 
crimsin
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published
Author's Note
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