Darkness fleeing, with out the being'
seeking places to hide
lurking around,
carefully so, not making a sound.
Entrance is permitted
through each crack,
dearly clinging,
never looking back, bringing others,
for the carefully planned attack'
The silent War,
the unclaimed dead, forever in darkness
living in dread, it seeks for more,
satisfaction is never found,
for in the darkness misery is found.
strategy of War, for ever more, this
darkness turns one against their own flesh
battling yourself, your surely a good catch!
Not to worry not to fear, hatred for ones own soul
drives the final nail,
for this my friends, is known as...
hell...........
for all of those tormented by drug addiction, a slow hell....love forever,
one who suffers with you, silently....watching, waiting, hoping, praying.
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