Drunk Drug

zhangyuyouyu

Acetaminophen

I rarely take it anymore

Unless I am in severe pain

Or a high-grade fever

But in the past, I relied on it to get through my headaches

 

Eight is the unlucky number

But lucky in my culture

 

My friend gifted me a whole pack out of kindness

And there was once

A dark, very dark time

I was in severe pain

Not physically, but mentally

I stared at that blister pack 

Eight. Just take eight.

And hopefully it all ends

I am grateful I did not give in

 

Alcohol

Metabolised

Acetaldehyde

Something I turn to when I feel stressed

 

Know my limits

And do not mix the two

Seek a healthier alternative for the sake of my body

Please?

  • Author: zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 1st, 2026 06:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: I was studying about drugs to use with caution in liver cirrhosis and thought of this.
  • Category: Unclassified
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