I snort prescription medicine until I'm lost in my head again,
These lies that Satan whispers in my ear start to feel heaven sent,
I'll use this blade to write them out on my skin,
"Don't be afraid to sin, I am your friend, These drugs will make you never sad again",
I listen to them time and time again till the high sets in and my mind is silent again,
I blow my last couple bucks just to have a friend,
Then I crush him up and breathe him up my nose,
lean my head back and close my eyes,
Life around me is temporarily frozen,
Was I destined to be this or was it chosen,
I end the questions with pills that make me numb from my head to my toes,
I've been struggling for a while and it shows,
I'll end it all one day but for now, in this mental hell I choose to stay,
I fake a smile and survive another day
- Author: gscrytoo ( Offline)
- Published: July 26th, 2017 00:10
- Comment from author about the poem: This is my first poem and meant to reflect my feelings during my addiction to hydrocodone pills.
- Category: Sad
- Views: 17
Comments1
A strong, descriptive poem describing an all to common affliction. Well done, and welcome to MPS, gs!
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