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Breathing easy
for the first time
that I can long past recall,
feeling safe
spent such a long time
trying simply not to fall.

Bank again
into the habits
paving my rock-bottom road,
pain relief
wonderful liers
offer to lighten my load.

Knowing better
then I did before
that way hell disguised in gold,
smartened up
hindsight revealing
how the trappings took their hold.

True happiness
it fast assures you
all that you have ever sought,
finally content
quickly embrace it
and revel in the glory bought.

So seductive
in it's confidence
that it will make you whole,
then engulphing
it takes you prisoner
destroys and leaves you only cold.

Waking up
to a random day
to find you've been awake for four,
to discover
you have nothing left
that nothing matters anymore.

Fucking worthless
all it's brought you
is the loss of all you love,
find depression
when you come to see
the things you're guilty of.

Searching mirrors
and really shocked to find
no resemblance there to me,
lost somewhere
along the path I chose
my soul was forced to flee.

Scraping forward
pull myself upright
through the pain make myself walk,
head hanging
force myself forward
as memories surround and mock.

Finally exit
from the inky black
place in which I did reside,
tremble slightly
fear this sunlit place
i'd forgotten was outside.Rocking back
and forth in place
study this place that I once knew,
So nieve
I look to myslef now
with my worn and jagged view.

But fighting
I start to rebuildtoresist temptations
hard as I can try
as I righted all mythen learned to live for more,
 wrongs.

Beat addiction

of so many kinds