103. The anti-addict's argument
Thy torment is my own,
the tears you shed for him are my tears,
and your life that he destroyed is my life.
Like yourself, I can not bear him,
and yet must we stand him
with the wrecks he made of every person's life
that he became a part of.
Must we be dragged down into an addict's tragedy
just because once someone fell in love with him
in blindness without seeing that his life was but a waste
and devastating to whoever came into his life
of nothing but addictive self-destruction?
Pardon me, but I will not have any share in it,
and if you will, that must be without me.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-28 at 12:08
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