''ADDICTION''

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all my pleasures increase as my blood stream flows,
injecting the very poison makes my days go slow,
weakness prevails,
which decreases my fight,

Submitted: October 25, 2010

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all my pleasures increase as my blood stream flows,
injecting the very poison makes my days go slow,
weakness prevails,
which decreases my fight,
laying slumped in an ally,
with nothing but lint,
no cash in my pocket,
not a dollar to spend,
i have a drastic addiction,
which comes and just stays,
destroying me deeply,
which increases each day,
i have tried pulling back,
but its vastly overwhelming,
physically satisfied,
but im mentally yelling,
holding on to the hope,
which was passed by my mother,
this devil like drug loves the attachment,
realizing death was my only prediction,
needing help just so badly so i ignored my addiction,
leaving me hopeless and stray with a severe condition,
so i returned to the drug that destroyed me each day,
stealing and lying,
with all the shame on my face,
so i got to a point which made me unclear,
building up strength and reducing my fear,
i contacted the one whom i love the most,
the injection of the poison,
of a heroin dose,
i took the dope in,
till i could not hear,
no expression on my face,
it was so surreal,
i felt the angels presence,
so i quickly stood up,
releasing my soul,
looking back at myself,
then suddenly i understood,
that i gave up my life,
to the hard way of drugs and the loneliest nights,
i projected my insecurities,
on everyone else,
left me at my funereal,
ALL BY MYSELF.
 


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