{"id":38641,"date":"2017-08-05T21:37:19","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T01:37:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=38641"},"modified":"2017-08-06T07:47:11","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T11:47:11","slug":"random-prompt-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/random-prompt-13\/","title":{"rendered":"Random Prompt #13"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-39069\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/drugabuse_shutterstock-252469582-woman-heating-up-heroin-on-spoon-addict-300x201.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"201\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/drugabuse_shutterstock-252469582-woman-heating-up-heroin-on-spoon-addict-300x201.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/drugabuse_shutterstock-252469582-woman-heating-up-heroin-on-spoon-addict-480x320.jpg 480w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/drugabuse_shutterstock-252469582-woman-heating-up-heroin-on-spoon-addict.jpg 500w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>The air felt heavy<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>burdened with betrayal<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>loss, heartbreak and dismay.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>It reeked of abandonment<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>This is where dreams came to die.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>As disappointment set the tone<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>for the atmosphere<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>strong stench of opium, <\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>marijuana, <\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>cocaine\u00a0<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>nicotine<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>and infected needles&#8230;.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>choking the air in my lungs<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>suffocated, I struggle.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>The sound of silent cries<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>echoed in my ear drums<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>deafeningly desperate.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>reality was like a ticking time bomb<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>they&#8217;d do anything to escape\u00a0<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>the clutches of pain&#8230;<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>sometimes even at the risk of putting life in danger&#8230;<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>for that one hit.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>for that one line of coke<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>for that one dose of heroin.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong>j.r.m\u00a9<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0 The air felt heavy burdened with betrayal loss, heartbreak and dismay. It reeked of abandonment This is where dreams came to die. As disappointment set the tone for the atmosphere strong stench of opium, marijuana, cocaine\u00a0 nicotine and infected needles&#8230;. choking the air in&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":897,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-38641","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38641","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/897"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=38641"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38641\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":42737,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38641\/revisions\/42737"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=38641"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=38641"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=38641"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}