Juxtapositions Of Joy

Hell was addictive.
I craved it so much.
Made me vindictive.
I needed your touch.

Drugs were addictive.
I loved them so much.
Made me restrictive.
I felt out of touch.

Dreams were scary.
I felt so alone.
Monsters were hairy.
I wanted to be home.

Demons were everywhere.
Darkness even in day.
Like nobody cared.
All I could do is pray.

Guiding light came.
Such an old story.
All then was tame.
Juxtapositions of joy.