I can recall being down such path before
Days & nights bothered by ceaseless motions from it all
kept me captive with all of its offering allure,
took me with it but, alone had to go through with the fall.
What to say, my attention had been caught by all the obscure.
Critiques on the order of the day, didn't matter for I stood tall,
I did not ran or tried to hide, all I wanted was some sort of cure.
Did such just to escape but, after noticing what I'd become, couldn't withdraw.
Gave me everything I wanted but left me feeling anything but pure.
Why? I found myself in a maze of thoughts which were weak, fresh & raw,
A phase I was going through that led to the haze. How to endure?
Promises heard them all, but none of those were felt. And all I saw
was the foggy hands of a trip reaching out once more.
Now since I can remember society has always been able to draw
right judgements for all to point. But can they also explain the why? that leaves us feeling poor?
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