The Voices

Ambrose K. Madoc

26 Apr, 2017 07:00 PM 
Time passes without you and I am fine
Until your comfort creeps back
Until your voices are heard again

What?
Nothing
Who?
No one
Why?
I know that all to well

You relieve the hurt, hassle and, hatred
Just for the high?
Of course
You need it
Need?
Yes
You crave it
Crave?
Yes

You slip deeper and deeper with each breath you take
Each inhale lifts you and drops you
Every moment euphoric until no more
Until you need it again
You can't escape
Tags: Drug, Addiction, Drugs
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Robin Carretti says:
11 Nov, 2017 11:27 PM

I love the style and the way you projected your words, it was done dark expressively.

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