It Lives Beneath (322 hits)
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Submitted by sharpie <tiny-weiner.at.hugeballs.com> (View user info) at 2004-03-28 01:08:07 EST
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It lives beneath.
Its always been there I suppose. Just beneath the surface, it lives there. The feeling you just can't shake, you know how to stop it but you really don't want to give in. You don't want to be one of "those people". It just won't stop, no matter what you do to take your mind off of it, always just a temporary distraction. Then again, what is the harm with just one more time.
Ok, just one more. That's all, after that I'm done. No more. But then, its not the last time, and you knew it wasn't going to be even before you took that last spoonful. The only real way to end it, is to use it all until its gone. Then hope nothing happens again so that you are able to get your hands on more. If you do, it will only make things worse.
Addiction; boys and girls, that is what I am talking about. The worst kind, oh yes, the worst. The kind of addiction that makes all those homeless crack addicts and heroin junkies look like fucking momma's boys. I am talking about freebasing Children's Tylenol: Extra Strength.
You can't know unless you have been down that road, it is a road not to be traveled by the uninitiated, the weak of will or the casual user. I find myself in the trouble that I am in today because I did not know the pitfalls that were in store for me. How could I? With the box looking so tempting, the pictures of the happy children being nursed back to health, how was I, a young man looking to escape his world of constant monotony to see through the haze of lies that the manufactures released into the wild.
It took control of my life so quickly and violently, I can't even recall how or when I fell into the clutches of the demon in the red box. As I sit here in my room thinking of all of the heinous acts I committed just to get my hands on one more taste, one more fix, I feel sick to my stomach. I am the worst and there is no forgiveness for me. My only hope is that I can make a difference someday, to help some other lost soul avoid the hell that is the addiction that lives beneath my skin.
My plans for putting an end to the terror that Children's Tylenol has caused the tens of people that have become addicted to that vile substance, are quite simple. I am planning on starting a very, very assertive letter writing campaign. With the help of my Mom and her new boyfriend, Norm, I feel that we can put a stop to the tyranny and bullshit that has been going on for too long.
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