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Gone

Updated on September 8, 2015
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Drowning...........

Swallowed by all.

Struggling.........

by all the hurdles.

Sinking........

deeper and deeper.

Darkness........

no light.

Breath......

no air.

Trapped......

no way out.

All is lost..........

my choice is gone.

Inner Torment

During the time of my son's heavy drug usage, I was in constant torment. Thoughts clouded my head, never leaving any time for anything else. I was consumed with wondering what to do. I wanted to help. Help was an illusion. For an addict, they don't want help. An addict is only looking for their next fix. An addict will not seek help or accept help until they are ready.

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