This Fix Really Isn't Fixing Me

This Fix Really Isn't Fixing Me

A Poem by xNumb
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A man battles with addiction

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Incoherent mutters and glazed-over eyes,
A shut-in life, shrouded in lies,
Cold sweats, blank spaces,
A shattered perception filled with distorted faces,
Robbed of all feeling, completely numb,
My God, what the hell have I become?!
One hit, one snort, one teeny tiny shot,
Flooded my veins with demons, not the peace which I sought,
These needles are chains,
Poison in my veins,
I guess it really doesn't take a genius to see,
That this fix really isn't fixing me.
Reality and fantasy begin to blend in,
The ground is shattered beneath me and the world begins to spin,
This addiction is a disease,
That has crippled me, brought me to my knees,
I'm held captive by this life-consuming demon, locked in a cage,
While inside I am broken, filled with emptiness and rage,
It won't be too much longer before I begin to crack,
Before the demons inside of me revolt and then attack,
I've got to break free before it's too late,
Because if I continue this path, death is my fate,
No matter what I do I've got to break free,
Because this fix really isn't fixing me.
This demon is in need of immediate eviction,
I need to break free from addiction,
This is my shot at redemption,
I put the needle down in spite of temptation,
My blood screams for the fix,
For that poisonous substance, that tantalizing mix,
But I grit my teeth and I bear this pain through,
I'm going to conquer this demon no matter what I do,
He stares into my eyes, tempting my fate,
Instead I stare back, glaring in hate,
I push him away, out of my mind,
And then peace is what I find.
One by one I shatter these chains,
I pull myself up and get rid of these stains,
The turkey was baked but now it is cold,
The demon inside of me no longer has hold,
I can finally stand up and bask in the sun,
Because this battle with evil is over and done.

© 2013 xNumb


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whatever you are going through good luck. you need jesus. call on his name he will answer. he will always be threre for you as he has always been there for me.that was really good. hi my name is exotic beauty. search me up. rate and comment my poems please.

Posted 11 Years Ago


xNumb

11 Years Ago

Well that is a nice thought, but I'm not actually entangled in drugs, I wrote this from empathy ^^; .. read more

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Hello! I'm just a sixteen year old boy who just wants to share my work. I love nearly everything, and keep an open mind to anything, and will not discriminate against race, sex, or sexual orientation... more..

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