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[Breaking Free: A Poem of Liberation from Addiction] By Ammar In the shadows of addiction's grasp, I once dwelled, Lost in the labyrinth of desires, where darkness swelled. Masturbation and pornography, my constant crutch, Led me down a path where I lost touch. As a child, I sought solace in...

Recovery is life. Recovery is patience. Recovery is kindness. Recovery is growth. Recovery is a lesson about people. Recovery is finally standing up for yourself. Recovery is being relentlessly practical. Recovery is pushing yourself out of your comfort zone. Recovery is filling empty space...

hello myself, if you read this in winter twenty twenty one, i hope you were able to focus on what makes you worthwhile as a human being, i know you were addicted to love, and you long for the feeling of a warm lovely presence at your side... it's okay. i know there is this girl that you once...

In zen there's this costume of a master to write his last words before death usually some short poem. Mine : Lion's roar I close my eyes The sun shines Pure light If you were to die today what would you write? You can write different lines everyday or when you feel like it

Wish I didn't need "this" to feel normal A radical shift must overtake to change the tide of my be To be is of peace To be is to be free To be is to find the ideal me The me I never knew

The girls of past, The brightest sparks, Yet made me feel so hollow, The cause of this a search away, The cause of so much sorrow, I know it’s wrong, It is well known, It wounds me like my knife, How is it I get pleasure, From corruption of a life? But still I go, I can’t resist, The...

I have been reading and writing poetry of late and thought the 18th century poem, "Silent, Silent Night" by William Blake, spoke to this community's recovery process. "Silent, Silent Night" by William Blake Silent Silent Night Quench the holy light Of thy torches bright For possess’d of Day...

I may have lost the battle today.. Again I am raising, start a new battle again.. I thinking of these few lines from past few days.... Don't repeat, please repent Please forgive, but don't forget Remember you wont sink, when your life is sync (with your goals) We all should plan...

When it turns into a daily routine Soul sucking arm churning Free in that moment why think about those next moments Visual obsessions degrading boundaries Loss of thinking, control and semen Now you can’t stop the losses Hungry habits wiring pathways Its feeding in that moment...

What is the meaning of "fap"? except self-humiliation, except self-exploitation, except self-rape, except self-molest, except self-abuse You can, yes, you can be prestigious, you can be proud, you can be strong, you can be firm, you can be resolute This is the best moment to start You deserve...

The squares stay in the same place All the time, but the colours change. When the colours change, the mood Changes and the meaning changes. Figures and shapes swim across The glass but, in reality, they are just Blocks of colour which flash Like a city of lights behind the...

Disappointment- The death shroud of dank darkness, which colors drab every dream. Dubious plans which dastardly deafen the sounds of hope. Forlorn with a debaucherous deepening of deftly planted root systems. And so dense, that they will not quickly be removed from their death-grip. Demons do...