Surrealistic Serenity

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Struggles with drugs.

Submitted: December 27, 2013

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Submitted: December 27, 2013



Surrealistic serenity

Creeps and hovers over me.

From the tip of my head to the ends of my feet

There’s no way to describe it accurately.


Pain from a prick, leads to immediate relief

A calm, a warmth, the ability to breathe

Surely but slowly it brings me to sleep

It’s a sad fucking state but at least I don’t weep



Until it’s gone and I plead!

Itches under my sleeve

My veins suddenly scream

They know what they need


They beg me to feed them

I tie up so I can see them

I squeeze down, I pull back

And drift off into black


But temporarily I’m free

After some bad company

And until my next spree,

Say goodbye to the needle

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