The Addict’s Tale

In this world where demons hide,
Lurking in shadows deep within,
A battle of wills and desires,
The tale that I’m ready to spin.

I once was a child of innocence,
Playing among the fields of green,
As the laughter filled my heart,
Unknowingly, I had not seen.

Slowly, life started changing its course,
Amidst pain and strife that arose,
Dark clouds loomed above my head,
And all good things came to a close.

The craving for escapism grew,
As I sought solace in the night,
In the warm embrace of substance,
It stole away all trace of light.

My heart hardened with every breath,
Lost in a world where love could not reach,
The drugs became my only friend,
A dance to the rhythm of death within reach.

With needles and powder as my guide,
I danced on a razor’s edge,
My soul shriveled and desolate now,
Hollow inside never to pledge.

Each vein throbbing with poison,
A prisoner to this endless cycle,
I sought a moment’s reprieve,
Withdrawal and pain made me beg, steal or defile.

The mirror that once showed my face,
Now reflected a shadow of despair,
My eyes hollow, heart heavy with the weight of addiction’s embrace.

Family and friends who once embraced me,
Now turned their backs in disdain,
An outcast in my own reality,
I stumbled on, lost to all but pain.

And then came the day I hit rock bottom,
Lying broken and bruised upon the ground,
I gazed up at a sky that seemed uncaring,
But somewhere deep inside, hope was found.

A whisper in my ear, a hand to guide me,
The path to redemption lay ahead,
I took the first hesitant step,
I left behind the sins of yesterday that had bled.

One day at a time, I fought the demons,
Pushing forward through the storm,
And in moments when hope seemed futile,
I found my strength in a silent prayer on each morn.

The journey back was long and arduous,
Each day a challenge to be faced,
But slowly, light crept into the darkness,
A new path now lay braced.

My family and friends, they welcomed me back,
In their arms I found solace again,
The love I thought was lost forever,
Now burns bright as a beacon in which we can engage.

And though my scars will always remain,
A constant reminder of the past,
I stand tall with newfound strength,
Reclaiming a life that once was cast.

I share my tale to others who stumble,
Hoping they too may find their way,
For addiction is a battle fought every day,
But together we are stronger, and in this light, I pray.

So this is the story of my life,
A journey through darkness to find the light,
And though it’s not without its struggles still,
I can say with certainty – I am free at last, ready to fight and take flight!

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