I feel these demons
Welling up in my chest
They scream release
Yet I lay weeping knowing what they take
What they steal
Just one breath
I know what this breath leads to
An immersed hell
Water diluted red
My arms left broken slashed, scarred
Pain is the new drug
Only an addict knows a drug addict’s loss
The loss and all it costs
What is gained
But release
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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