11 years sober

It always starts off as
Cool,
and "everyone is doing it"
It gives the illusion that everything is ok
That nothing Is wrong.
Until you run out.
Then the demons
Come out because they are
Craving your misery.
Your sadness and wrecked life
I feel sadness and pity for those
Still in the clutches of it.
Only if they knew how easy it was to let go.
But the demons have those blinders on.
Keeping you from seeing the
Reasons why it's so easy to get rid of.
Drugs are a communal thing.
It's no fun if there isn't a,
"Get high buddy" with you.
To make you feel better about wrecking your life, because "see I'm doing it too"
With this particular demon,
It is very skilled at making you,
Believe your own lies to yourself.
" I'm not addicted" or
"I only do it once in a while"
Some know that they are sliding down a razor slide drenched in lemon juice.
Others are blissfully unaware
Of what is really happening in thier life
Because they are soo blinded
By the fars of,
"I'm not addicted, I just do it every now and then"
Until they are sitting in a carpeted floor looking for little pieces of the demons
Thru the carpet, like monkeys picking other monkeys, for lice and fleas.
Some say they can control it,
They use it "as a tool" to get thru the day, or night or whenever they started thier run..
2 days up 3 days down and asleep and grumpy.
ALWAYS on the lookout for the
"HOOK UPS" from the connect,
ALWAYS on the search for whoever's has it and how much.
There is not one day I dont think about just picking it up and taking a hit.
This demond is a mother fucker.
It will take all that's good and pure,
Turn it all to literal shit.
You will fuck your family over,
Steal and tell yourself " they didnt need it anyway" anything to rationalize it so it seems "normal" or ok.
You will spend your last penny,
Just to feel like the "first time"
Again, over and over.
On mothers day I reached my 11 years sober mark
I have to thank
God, for allowing me to see what life really is.