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The Web of Addiction

Weighted I feel as I rise from bed.
A need for something, whatever the fix.
Its voice is talking, playing tricks.
Must do something, I feel the need.
A monster is there that I must feed.

In many forms it takes a hold.
Without the food, I feel the cold.
It's like a force that pulls me in.
The want for something, whatever the sin.
It's like a bully that won't leave me alone.
Trapped I feel when I'm all alone.

Its diet is varied, from one to the other.
The need is great, like a demanding lover.
Whether it's drugs, shopping, smoke, or sex,
It's hard to escape its powerful hex.
It must have a weakness. I must find a way
To rid me of evil, this beast I must slay.

Drugs are the worst, the strongest of all.
So many ways to trigger a fall.
The deeper you go, the harder it gets,
Trying to escape its horrible sweats.
Its soldiers hunger, yearn and crave.
Into adversity you must be brave

Whatever its form, this demon inside,
An army is there for you to confide.
It CAN be broken, but the road is long.
Possible to beat, the need to be strong.
Don't face it alone; confront it full on.
After a time, the evil is gone

By Darren Anderson