And I long to go back to start the journey again, to never have found such a dark dark friend, who torments the soul, where the drug addicts go, when they travel the road of snow white.
That familiar feeling starts sinking inThe crawling, the burning under your skin,Your stomach churns, your skin is tightTis now the time for fight or flight.Your mind plays tricks, it knows this game wellIts the price you pay during opiate hell.
Source: “It was not long before I discovered that withdrawing addicts lost their composure in exactly the same manner that careless millionaires lose their money: gradually, then suddenly. Andrew Davidson, The Gargoyle | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY
“I’ve learned to get really good at this – say one thing when I’m thinking about something else, act like I’m listening when I’m not, pretend to be calm and happy when I’m really freaking out. It’s one of the skills you perfect as you get older”― Lauren Oliver, Delirium