“I couldn’t bear the thought of what drugs could do. I wanted to cry, I felt the anguish, the pain, of all that was alive and suffering right then! How this world was dying, all of us, this lost generation. The Lost Children, The Lost Children, an echo drilled so penetratingly, so pervasively, in my head. I sucked in a breath, and now? I was choking.” Addiction And RecoveryNicole DsettemiAddictariumHeroin MemoirsNicole D PoetryHeroin Poetry Book:Addictarium Source: Addictarium