The Addiction Epidemic

[tectak]

Drugs of pleasure are an escape from earth.

Living in a place known as imaginary paradise.

Once addicts come back to the world and reality,
The toleration of life is torturous.

Craving drugs as if they need food to satisfy an appetite.

Betrayal is being committed to support the habit of vileness.

Desperation leads to a life of crime for artificial gratification.

Recovery only occurs when the spirit is broken,
Willing to travel the rough journey to genuine happiness.

Unusually, I am going to stray from my usual ascerbic first assault on a serious posting and say something I may regret. No.I won't.
This is not poetry. This is not even poetic. This is a statement of the bleedin' obvious and is without any merit worthy of the posting.
OK . Now let's workshop it in novice. This may be a first.
You must take every line and make it sparkle. Add imagery. Do not tell me what you think/believe/presume. Describe your passage through the piece and enlighten me with the small and detailed nuances of progressive POETIC influences which you feel...and help me FEEL the same way. Use clarifying metaphors. Add colour an texture. Paint your points with words.
Go away and try it. Repost.
I look forward to READING your POETRY.
Best,
tectak