The Dope Game

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The Dope Game

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The Dope Game

Poem by: glindagail77

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Genre: Poetry

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This is a rhyming poem that details a journey down the road of substance abuse; the deceit of chemical dependency and resulting consequences. I penned this on my fifteenth birthday while I was experiencing drug addiction that I felt helpless towards. This poem was published in a literary journal in Moscow, Russia in early 2015. I hope you enjoy.

Summary

This is a rhyming poem that details a journey down the road of substance abuse; the deceit of chemical dependency and resulting consequences. I penned this on my fifteenth birthday while I was experiencing drug addiction that I felt helpless towards. This poem was published in a literary journal in Moscow, Russia in early 2015. I hope you enjoy.

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Submitted: December 11, 2011

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Submitted: December 11, 2011

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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 Horelica Bustmante 1999

 


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