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inside the cynic A life being drunk,is a life of depression.A toke off a joint,Next its a session.
Before you know it,its 12 am,A new whole day to repeat again.
Life became more clearer then the past i experienced
Better then the negativity of shrewed innocence
To wake up each morning to compromise
Whats in this life that keeps you alive
The sound of perseverance shortly arrived
To live life clean is the direction to strive
Addictions or Will , To live or to die
Decisions to make,Routines to break
For my own sake, In my hands to make
Just one more shake,Of reality ...hate
Stronger then all, I will not fall
To become a victim of a overdose.
To become a victim of a breakdown
To become a victim of a genocide
To become a victim of a addiction
Each morning is a new beginning,To get up and try to stop your sinning.To get up, and try to love what you have.
I know the truth behind that poem, from knowin you a short while.. so if you've sobered up seriously, Im proud of you, its tough to do.. One of the hardest things in life is to give up something you do everyday for years..and if you succeed then your a amazing person. And I give you credit. Miss talking to you, write us some new stuff... tc
Love this poem,Has real character and meaning.Be looking forward to future releases of your work.