My application for forgiveness
Long denied and cast away
I must contend for my redemption
Thus begins a losing game
Substitution seemed the answer
Something else to kill the pain
Although seeking something deeper
What found me was quite the same
Yet satisfied with what I tried
The dope worked like a charm
To ease the hurt and make things work
Assuring me no harm
Suddenly- The boat got shaky
As the cost for joy increased
Though I didn't have the money
The drugs still wait for me
From then on I was willing
All I need is to get high
As I'm planning future binges
Speed preoccupies my mind
I sold my soul for these addictions
I won't stop until I'm gone
I try hard not to admit it
I had lost and they had won
Face to face with my own master
And the keeper of my soul
My desire overwhelms me, I-
No longer in control
This life's not worth the living
If my life is not my own
I chose these pills against my will
And now I can't go home
We watch my body whither
Wane too weak and frail for looks
I don't care for my appearance
Just one hit is all it took
This world says things are over
There's no choice but to give up
This hell was too expensive
Though my life was not enough
Glinda Bustamante 1999
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