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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Tragedy · #2173621
about addiction issues written so others can understand the struggles in a less offensive
Prick after prick...
I start to bleed...
This poison dart...
Is all I need...

This poison concoction...
That helps me hang on...
Makes me feel good...
Like nothing is wrong...

As it enters my body...
And enters my veins...
It makes me feel "well"...
And kills all the pain...

Euphoria follows...
And I start to float...
Then everything's warm...
Like I'm wearing a coat...

I can not control it...
I'm under its spell...
It's like I'm in prison...
All alone, in a cell...

If I don't have it...
It feels like I'll die...
I'm a slave to the needle...
I love getting high...

But, what goes up...
Must come down...
This bliss doesn't last...
So don't mess around...

Many have died...
Chasing the dream...
Heroin addiction...
Is worse than it seems...


DEDICATED to all those we have lost in vein.
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