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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Other · #2201310
Drug Addiction

The ambition so real that you can taste, it saddens my heart to look at you as a host of empty space. You were once so driven, so determined, full of light & spark.
Following the crowd, you lost yourself & became dark. No longer in control of the things you say nor do the things do you, consumed by your addiction it has become vital that you continue to sip on that poison that you brew. You have been loved since you were conceived, I am forced to let go and like an athlete, take a knee.
Killing me softly watching you self destruct and because you don’t want to change this, I am forced to put on armour & buckle up. My prayers are for you to beat this beast that has dug its claws into you & return to your dreams, hopes, aspirations & goals you once wanted to peruse. My child, my son, yes your defiance hurts me to see, I often pray for the day that you can liberate from what has a hold of you & finally be free. I will forever keep you in my prayers & in my heart but while you are not willing to make changes I have learned to let go a little at a time because it’s killing me, literally tearing me apart

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