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From: aaangeleeeyes  (Original Message)Sent: 7/20/2003 10:18 PM
smilin as the sun warms my skin
cryin as the scars come into view
rememberin a time when i was so lost
wandering down alleys deep in my thoughts
 
the pain in my past screams into my brain
wanting to run knowing to stop
dont want to use and die in the abyss
come too far to go out like this
 
be so easy to slide into the nod
back to the city of my youth
feeling the warmth course through my soul
takin me to a place where life takes its toll
 
feeling the peace the longing for space
floating alone free like a cloud
through time
endless and pain free
 
then i remember why i fought those urges
the scars and the pain
the sickness and hunger
the look in my kids eyes as they see the blood
drip onto the floor
and i miss another visit
 
too sick to stand up
too much pain to go on
begging to die
to end this misery
 
to go back to the beginning
when one shot would float me away
and life was good
no worries for money food or a roof
was young invincible and free
 
the chains of addiction were waiting
to wrap their links around my soul
pulling me down into the prison of the earth
tying me and holding me in their grasp
forever
 
to become one with the earth
to lie in the cold hard dirt
until my spirit dissolved and the chains broke away
and freedom was mine once again
 
I thank God every day for breaking me free from addiction - I think about using every day - heroin has its hold on me still - but with God's will I will not use...I will remember where I was and how I got here today...
 
peace
Diana
 
 


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From: MSN NicknameLovingmom2433Sent: 8/3/2003 3:04 PM
AS i read your words from your soul, my eyes fill with tears.  The pain of the addiction takes over every thought, every feeling.  Oh how Gino must of suffered.  If i would of only knew.  I am finally at peace with the thought that Gino is the lucky one.  He is in a better place.  We are all left here to figure out life.  To go on and do the best we can with each and every day.  Much love and sunshine to you,  Love Karen