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IKnowNoBox
Nov 04, 2007 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Damaged(by Broken)

She lost herself without even knowing.
Chose her addiction over the last thing she had.
Everything that meant something turned into dust, just like her addiction.
What came over her? What the fuck happened?
The little girl who looked up to her, now looks down at her with disgust.
She is too fucked, doesn’t realized what she’s lost.
they tell her she belongs in the gutter.
Wouldn’t be a surprise if one day she wakes up dead!
Will she ever realize all the damaged she caused? No...she’s too fucked up with her addiction she cant see reality.

— IKnowNoBox, Nov 04, 2007

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Region, Country: East Coast, USA

Favorite Poets: Weird Elf, Shel Silverstein, The Poet Anonymous

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 7 months ago

What can be said?

The only thing that has saved me from my own addictions is my care for how I fuck up others. When you have lost that, all is lost. That is not the final word. It can be regained, a moments clarity or grace and the heart not stopped can be turned. My prayers go with this. cheers, Jess
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IKnowNoBox

18 years 7 months ago

chose her addiction over the last thing she had.

All that time we spend as addicts and nothing to show not even a badge for our dedication,she puts it all on the table.Intervention is the first step,but to many people are told to "be happy now","you can move on now",and "you should feel good." I think that is misleading there is no end game involved.I feel that through finding contentment in honest efforts to recover a foundation that can then help us help others bring true delieverance from our core weaknesses. I thank you on her behalf.