When most people were escaping their pain through their work
When most people would pick up the bottle
When most people would do a line & a half
When most people would bury their pain in a womans body
I was stepping into the fire
I laid in my bed
For hours
For days
For weeks
But I too was numbing out…
I numbed myself out of joy
I numbed myself out of life
Joy did not come & go
Joy came & fled
And darkness slowly overtook
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