Inspired by previous life before I got clean and sober.
The ground trembled and the earth shook below my feet. I couldn't bare it anymore, it wasn't just an itch. I was wearing my skin on the inside out. I had fallen into the abyss of addiction but I couldn't let anyone know. I had to maintain composure and function as if nothing was the matter. It was my way of life.
I made my way along the store fronts window shopping, wondering if anyone else felt like me. Then it was there, I would dance with death again tonight just to calm my nerves. It was my only solution.
The gates of hell light my way as I traversed a path I knew all to well. Tonight, years of waiting would be satisfied, well what seemed like years was in actually only twenty-four hours. Twenty-four long hours with no sleep, tossing and turning.
None the less Are You Fearless to be my friend. Are You Fearless to walk through the withdrawal into the light. It took me ten years to face my fears and get clean.
