Ubiquitous

Ubiquitous

A Poem by SweeTLoU

Im sick of all the pain
Im sick of all the sorrow
Im pissed I missed out yesterday
and now theres no tomorrow
we get clean then we pretend
all the pain is gonna end
but it doesnt stop because you quit
this damn disease doesnt give a s**t
it finds a way to bring you down
get you high, put you in the ground
Its so unfair that the cost to stay
is watching your friends fade away
addiction is ubiquitous
and this damn disease is killing us....

© 2016 SweeTLoU


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Added on July 15, 2016
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SweeTLoU
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I love music i love playing guitar, jammin tunes anything from metal to country, most of the stuff i write is addiction or recovery based. if it helps anyone else thats great but i just write to clear.. more..

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