Written by: Admin_SheEvo
Dragging yourself down streets and corridors,
Lost, without direction, or purpose to explore.
Paying tribute to what could’ve been,
Dropping like flies, as addiction’s chains are seen.
Our youth, in denial, reject the thought of quitting,
Craving the next fix, their senses continually splitting.
Coke, Mandrax, Marijuana – a deadly, vicious cycle,
Leaving minds shattered, and lives in exile.
Losing your grip, against the voices in your head,
You crave just one more puff, but is it worth the risk you’ve bled?
Is it the last, or just an illusion, a never-ending fight?
Trapped between reality and darkness, without a guiding light.
We see your struggle, we hear your cry,
But only you can break free, by facing the truth, and the reality of your actions.
By Shalom
Instagram: @shalomsfiles
