Break the Curse- poem

Break the curse they said, 

Start a new 

but before long 

Addiction set in 

Depression, 

a new view

Does Addiction come first 

or depression start

or is it self medication 

of a broken heart?

Natural, or man made 

It's all the same-  up, down

a cycle round 

Everyday no choice 

to make 

It gets you in it's hold 

LIFE STOLE

but you need it and want it 

each day

it anchors you down

a living decay.

And the 

Curse is still there 

Wings broken, no care

Apathy all around....

and you can't get off the ground.

a fledgling still 

the bottom of the hill.

a clouded mind

ties that bind

Curse not broken 

only.......you 

cause you decided to self 

medicate 

decide your own fate. 

No matter though 

how far you go

Hope still remains 

to get up 

clear up

fall seven 

eight,get up nine. 

Break the curse

while there's time.






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