The pain Radiates.
Pulsing through my core, spreading.
Tears come unbidden.
I will NOT take any more drugs!
Just chains in pill form.
That is all they are.
Just a collar you swallow.
Have to find a way...
To leave such things behind me.
I need disapline.
The control of mind.
Mind over matter should work.
Pain can be ignored.
I need to relearn my skills
I need to go home.
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