WITHDRAWLS

In the depths of despair, where shadows thrive,
Where agony surges, and hope seems to dive,
A tempestuous battle, unseen by all eyes,
Within one’s own self, where darkness resides.

Oh, the tales of souls ensnared in its grasp,
Bearing the burden, the untamed collapse,
Opiate withdrawals, a harrowing plight,
An affliction that tarnishes day and night.

Phantom fingers, reaching out in despair,
For the caress of solace, once unaware,
The body trembles, longing for relief,
Yet chained by the cravings, causing endless grief.

Lamentations echo through the hollows of bones,
Whispers of torment etching tear-stained groans,
Leaden footsteps falter, burdened by strife,
Yearning for respite, seeking a second life.

But through the darkness, a flicker remains,
A glimmer of hope amidst cold sweats & body aches,
For strength resides within, though hidden away, deep within.

Waiting to emerge, to guide towards brighter days.
Oh, let us not judge, but offer an embrace,
To heal the wounded, help to understand,
That with compassionate love, they find,
Redemption’s embrace, leaving pain behind.

For within the struggle lies resilience untold,
A phoenix rising, from ashes of old,
As the dawn breaks, painting blue skies,

May hearts be mended, where once they died.
Shattered souls find solace, bathing in it’s warm delights.

Guided compassion, soaring to new heights.
Opiate withdrawals may harken their misery,

But deep in their depth’s, there’s strength and victory!