Afflicted

Afflicted

The addiction affliction casts me into dereliction

How thin the barrier as I break it

And now the warmth flows and I’m failed

Once more this wretched path down to the third rail

Yet I see and know the reality

What is this in my mind that drives the self-inflicted?

Always next time is the panacea rhyme

Always this time is the dirt and grime

So I plead with myself to raise psyche strength

I wrestle with this demon that never lets go

All it takes is one event and my will gets spent

Once more, once more, my oath is wrent

But I’ll surge once more from the bedrock

Take the positive that this time there was no headlock

Not caught in the rut that is addiction’s slut

This time, this time my will is mine