real talk i fought for so long my addiction prolonged my chances to be free unbound from the chains of substance abuse at one point it was no use help i refused my development was arrested learned my lesson growing up in a 'hood' near u during my youth i was loose righty tighty would have died more than likely if continued down the path of despair had my share of ups and downs no excuses but many don't know how to channel their pent up emotions only through hurt masked as anger older now so i know the danger of negative coping hoping for the day that i can say i overcame my past addiction understand however that it is a constant battle as my feet touch the gravel i unravel the layers of my skin this is who i am i was not just because i grew from it all "the buck that bought the bottle couldve struck the lotto" is my motto. no need for pity or sorrow tommorrow is a new day
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