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Awake, Not A Waste

April 13, 2023
By Anonymous

The year of 2022, the year where I took

My time, potential, and talent for granted.


The deep, dark hole I crawled in, it left me

buried and stuck in the dark side of my mind.


In the dark, my demons came out to play, with

their twisted mind games, and suffering lies.


The weakness of my mind at the time, let me fall

for them, even made me a sucker for them.


I had been influenced to live with twisted fantasies,

just like the other millions of puppets on this blue ball of rock.


The more I played into my mind’s games, the more I

gave in to the lies, the more I wasted away.


My time, my talent, my energy, my life, left in the hands

of my own demons. They toyed with me. Some days,


They gave me hope that I would be free from the darkness,

As I knew what this problem of mine was doing to me.


Enter the new year, enough was enough, no longer would

I be a slave to these fantasies. They had to die out.


Reality had finally come to the rescue, to free me from

the dark hole that I had been desperately crawling out of.


Hours turned into days, days turned into weeks, weeks

turned into months. I am finally awake again.


The author's comments:

I’m not going to get too personal here, but this poem was inspired by an addiction I was suffering from last year. It put me in such a dark place and was draining me of my energy and motivation to do the things that mattered to me. As of now, I’m finally freed from my addiction and have been feeling much better and happier. The memories of those times in 2022 still linger in my mind, but I just ignore them and hope that they’ll diminish from my mind completely. 


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