The Drug Demon
Why did I carry on with what I knew would lead me into trouble? because being high was better than being in reality. Was it that bad? It must have been, though I can’t pin point on exactly what; I just knew I felt better stoned.
I still neck pills to this day, it’s natural for me. Life without being numbed/stoned is unimaginable.
Well, my demon has reappeared, confirming I’m still what I am. To me though, so what?
Who gets to decide what is right and what is wrong – You?
Maybe you need a visit from your very own demon before you pass judgement. Because I can tell you now, You may think you are the moral of society, but You too have your own demon(s).
The difference between You and me though, is I can face mine… Can You face Yours?
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Prompt: VisDare 56: Cornered by Angela Goff
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