A dark place of pain and discomfort
It consumes the spirit, body and soul
It reeds you of your glee time, money and resources
It plagues your loved ones with grief
Your privacy becomes a room for strangers
It deprives you the pleasure of a sound mind making each breath a smear to life
Your mortal body becomes a defiled vessel by the intrusion of mortal creation
The air around you is smeared with the
fragrance of drugs
Drugs become a victim of your existence
You become maladjusted
Sickness a despicable evil that claims your glee and can put a stop to your existence.
