"Addict's Eyes"

Well said.  

i posted the poem in the comments

I cannot see the poem... Only a picture.

I just noticed that too.  i am going to try to figure it out.

i posted in the comments of the poem

I am am the same way.

Verse 1:   Sometimes I wish you could see/ the world through an addict eyes/ it's nothing like your world/ there no colors only black and white/-/ there's no song birds singing/ no ocean waves smashing/ just the deadly silence of breaking/-//


Verse 2:   Im sitting in the pew trying to avoid eye contact/ because those perfect Christians look down upon me/ I can feel the stares and feel the judgement / pumbling down on my spirit I'm already too bent/-//


Verse 3:  Don't come up to me asking how I am/ you don't care no matter what I say/ my past defines me in your eyes/ even as you sit there I see straight through your lies/  you never listen you just hear/ you always talk but never do you speak/-//

Verse 4:  You say I chose this life so deal with it/ this is your bed now sleep in it/  is that how little you think of me?/-/ I started out just like you/ experimenting and partying at a.m. 2/ never did the thought come across my mind/ being a fiend was gonna be my new life/-//

Verse 5:  You really think I wanted to be on these sheets?/ Begging the Lord to come take me/ wishing that I was His first mistake/-/ you really think I wanted to be a slave to them?/ Giving up everything, obeying them?/ Man, what the fuck is wrong with yall to think that this was my dream?!/-//

Verse 6:  I'm tired of trying to find a vein/ to shove a needle in my skin/ just so I could get some relief from this pain/-/ man I hate staying up every night trying to fight/ this dreariness to just set flight/ disappear no would know/ I mean, you are just an addict/ why don't you go?/-//

Verse 7:  I just wish one day you'll see/ that this side was never meant to be/ but the Lord gonna use it one day/ to help pave the path for another, I pray/-//

Verse 8:  Tho being an addict has taught me many things/ like embrace your past, your made up of your dings/-/ don't get embarrassed because you took on life/ those perfect Christians don't know what the fuck it's about/-//

AMAZING , I couldn't have said  it better myself .it like when youre an addict that is the only part of us that anyone sees even after we get clean they still only see an addict youre  poem says it all I have been through all of this just stay strong remember we can help others like us to overcome what we have,
 I am new here ,I wrote a poem about addiction called puppet master come by my page and read it if you like,