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wakes to the dark of my own personal prison...



my mind a perfect haze...



not seeing past my own hand...



floating threw till I can hit that wall of real darkness...



my addiction...



it calls to me from sleep to my hazy awakeness...



always calls to me....



it has replaced even just my simple movements...



this calling...



everything is for my addiction...



my breath...my thought...my pain...



it brings forth all I need now...



my numbness...





it shuts down ALL....





I am free.. if only for those darkest hours...





and my heart...



goes still...





and it dies.....