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 wh...