Addiction

Memoirsofamadlife

Caught in the storm of his addiction

Seeking aimlessly for a way out

 

Love is a powerful enemy 

That keeps me holding on to prayer

Oh, the weight of it consumes me

I see the devil in his eyes, for he is vicious

As it slowly takes his soul

And drains me of mine

 

 

  • Author: Memoirs of a mad life (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 28th, 2019 16:56
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 46
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