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It's a dark place. Selfishness engulfs every facet of the addicts life.
Me. Me. what can you do for me. Nobody is helping me.
A black hole of need. No light. No relief.
It sucks at my soul.
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It's a dark place. Selfishness engulfs every facet of the addicts life.
Me. Me. what can you do for me. Nobody is helping me.
A black hole of need. No light. No relief.
It sucks at my soul.
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Darkness To Light

It's a dark place. Selfishness engulfs every facet of the addicts life.
Me. Me. what can you do for me. Nobody is helping me.
A black hole of need. No light. No relief.
It sucks at my soul.
I want to scream.

Misery has a stench. Closed curtains. Damp. Unwashed clothes.
Paled flabby skin. Chocked of oxygen.
Smoke. Grease. Sweat.

Hopelessness etched in deep grooves.
Anger. Hostility. Self pity. Grabbing bullying demanding.
Fear of reality. Reality MUST be kept at bay
Truth would crush. Would overwhelm.

Lies. Threats. Empty promises.
This is the stuff that keeps the nightmare alive.

Be broken. Be still. Breath. Cry.
Be open to the rotten hopelessness of addiction.
Let the fear engulf you.
Feel the self-loathing.
See who you are for what it is.
Let pain rip at your soul. Let it heal you.

Think back. Dare to remember.
Imagine a time before memory
Innocence.
Need.
Trust.
Wide eyes searching for love.
An early smile longing for joy in return.
An open heart. Vulnerable.

Did the world reject you?
Were you judged?
Were you hurt?
Have you been strong for too long?
Did you find solace in poison?

How will you recover from this tangled mess?
How will you rediscover innocence?
Learn to love. To care. To laugh.
Smile at a stranger.
Feel tension fade from your jaw.
Be brave. Trust.

One day at a time
One hour at a time
One minute at a time
One breath.

Each breath marking a triumph over cravings
Each minute stolen from despair
Each hour bringing hope
Each day the spring shoots of a new life

A life of peace. Acceptance. Gratitude
A life with real emotion.
A life where agony can be tolerated and ecstasy appreciated.
A life where friends touch your soul
A life as it was meant to be.

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