A substance takes significant control
As it seeks it’s own level,
The mindful work of the devil.
The dissemblance of the order,
The everyday doings become increasingly harder.
The loss of control,
Under control,
Taking on a significant role.
The creation of the abyss, that never-ending hole,
Altering the state of your disappearing soul.
The emergence of defiance,
The formation of negative alliances…
No guarantee of reliance.
The need for exorcism, to bring you back,
To bring back your soul in tact,
To unravel nerves that has been racked.
To rescue your mind that’s under attack.
All these things, to say the least…
Prey on the mind and hold a feast,
That hold must be broken, a new found release…
It’s Dante’s Inferno, the belly of the beast.
c A. Dacosta Brathway, 2002
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