The Same Path

The same path, this wearisome road
The repetition of addiction beginning to goad
First the draw, the excitement of play
Then correcting half remembered mistakes the next day
Speaking in tongues, slurring of word
Telling misshapen tales of what you think you’ve heard
Holding the walls, dreading the din
Trying to escape this ever shrinking space you’re in
 
Your actions precede you
Nobody heeds you
You’re stuck in the addiction
It is YOUR affliction
 
The anger of ages comes to the fore
The wrongs of yesteryear now an invite for war
Latent recall, crutch for the broken mind
Resurrected as torturous photos and gossip unwind
Unfulfilled dreams, self depreciation
Psychological suicide with purported full validation
Coupled with loathing makes one repent
Birthing the knowledge to re-invent with good intent?
 
Your actions precede you
Nobody heeds you
You’re stuck in the addiction
It is YOUR affliction