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I am just an addict

Tried denying this truthful verdict

I now accept my fate

What is an addict?

An addict is a person in need

Not only a person who needs weed

But a person who needs to feed

Feed where he bleeds

Only to bleed the more.

 

The heroin, I thought it was going to make me a hero

That drug dug my grave made me absolute zero

Look at me looking like death a skin so pale

Listen to me talking slowly this sad tale

Of how ended up in a dried well 

Cuz I wanted to feel well

The highness...

 

I set the line

Inhale, I feel fine

My thoughts shine

I roll the pipe line

White clouds fill the room.

 

The money wasted

The time arrested

The friends let down

The mother crying

Asking God why.

 

If I had a choice

I would give you my voice

Saying that I will quit

But I will need your help

Already I have tried

My hope is dried

For I have died

In my fear.

 

You judge me

Distorting my senses

I have a judge

My incorruptible conscience

I am not  an animal

Neither am I a criminal

I need help

Not criticism.

I am very critical

I need change.

 

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Elfuric

Ever since I learnt how to write I never stopped writing short stories, poems and ideas. I am from Africa living in South Africa, Joburg. I am a business man with a love for music and writing. Its lovely how a poem can be turned into a song. Rhythm and Words are my closest friends. I respect The Sound of Life and the power in following your Heart which makes Music till the day you die.

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