Feeding The Cerberus – Day 104, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Feeding,
A demon,
With reasons,
Your heaving!
In vomit,
While coughing up smoke,
Upping the dosage for a moment of hope,
In all of it’s falsity?
A fatality for those lost in endless animosity,
Against an image once portrayed by hues of love,
Stained by every opportunity taken to go for blood,
Tainting all of what you could’ve been if,
You had never given up.
And,
For what?
Drugs?
A drink,
What could’ve been poured down a sink,
Instead of,
Sinking into a sea of despair while on the brink!
Of death?
The madness…
Of curing sadness,
You could’ve curbed by being yourself rather than being,
A has-been…