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A poem inspired by my ex boyfriend and fellow addict |
LIFE WORTH WASTING Michelle Drew My hearts jaded. Ambition has faded. Embraced addiction, my brains been raided. Nerves are grated, feel separated. I'm either high or exasperated. My guiltless soul, was swallowed whole. No future plans. No long term goals. My Integrity I traded for a morality that's shaded. A Living hell, substance created. Excuses dated. I'm frustrated. Opportunities, Disintegrated. Fears are growing. Years are showing. Still don't know, where I'm going. Chance's slim. Hope's dim. Things never change I've given in. I think that dying, might be worth trying. No more fear No more lying. My choice, not fated. Now heavily sedated. Darkness finds me. For death I've waited. |