my sanctuary

A Poem by Hawk Flight

family

My life is a living hell
Nightmares crawling
Throughout my skull

The only cure comes
In the form of white powder.

Numbing my senses
To the hellish life I live.

I crave my cure
But I must resist.
To keep the one
Good thing in my life.

My family

My true cure
They are my strength
My sanctuary.

© 2014 Hawk Flight

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ron	Very well said. Addiction is a hard thing to live with. I'm very glad your family is there for you. Posted 10 Years Ago Very well said. Addiction is a hard thing to live with. I'm very glad your family is there for you. Rating /100

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Added on June 17, 2014
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Hawk Flight

Kingdom of Amythest, MA

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I am a cold hearted a*****e. If you dont like it tough. 24 years old. Japanese. Been through enough s**t that it would make your head spin. I write crap poems but its my way of venting. My sister .. more..