W|o it nothing seems possible, body aches & longs for comfort.
All of the questions in life have no meaningful answers,
Colors are dull, taste bland.
Nothings the same w|o my drung in hand.
Smiling doesn't come easy, believeing there is happiness does'nt work.
Trying to survive w|o it, only makes me more miserably incomplete
going thru' some of the harshest withdrawals I can't compete.
Weak, I am w|o this sense of intoxication
saddened, I feel w|o the warm sensation
wistful, sitting here alone needing it, no hesitation.
Aside from the emotional sacrifice, life's fallen into phase two : _____
My addiction stands beneath the stars, above my sight.
Relaxes my spirit on cold restless nights
Intoxicates my body, dilutes my pain
Places smiles on my face, keeps me sane.
I can't stand to fight it, don't want to be w|o
Don't feel in any danger, beside the fire I can't put out
Happiness & Sanity___. Peace of mind
I run into the arms of addiction, w| the sense knowing its mine.
_ 6'3" , dark skin, brown eyes, LOVES ME, larhe hands, big heart, sweet love. [Elijah E. Stokes] thats ADDICTION for me_.