Me or the drugs?

Me or the drugs?

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Submitted: June 07, 2017

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 ME OR THE DRUGS?
I never thought I would do this, but I guess it's time. 
I decided to pen down the shit that's been going on. Almost 24 and always been the mamma's boy I never thought that love and affection for others will be my weak spot. Going through my dad's credit cards for leisure no longer looks like an option. I smell like cigarettes and coffee and no job to look forward to, no one to say I love you too. Just a false sense of hope to which I'm clinging on seems to be fading away with the ripples of time as well. The drugs oh YES the drugs made me elude the grim realities of life. Popping acid on the the windy mountains of Himalayas looking for the light of enlightenment didn't seem such a dubious task as to figuring out the sweet and sour complexities that life has to offer. You know the usual struggles, right? Failing relationships, friendships, health and even family.
The cringe for powder and metal seemed to have taken over my body and mind.
Now I just try to find out joy in the little trivialities that life has to offer. An extroverted loner or rather should I say, A one man wolf pack is what I have become or what I already was. I'm learning that I'm not like anyone else and I don't know if this hurts me more than the punctured needle holes in my body. I'll never know what circumstances led to such extremities and the only certainty in my life is a question I ask from the oblivion.... Was it me or the drugs?  


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