Wicked

When in need
Easily to perceive
For a man to believe
He has changed old ways
To build up relationships
That's been long gone away
Telling self constantly
He's freed from negativity
Till that day of reality
When past vices
Runs rampant like conversations
He quickly partakes
Shedding his falsified boundaries
Speaking fluently
With a blast from the past
Not even recognizing
Voluntarily stepping back into
An old addictive mental trance
That led to jail and years lost
Even that and high risk
Can't prevent
This reunion of death