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 Oct 2018 Luna D
kristinklutz
Betrayal is what I felt today,
a feeling not so strange.

Light it, smoke it, breathe it in,
choose it; yet again.
 Oct 2018 Luna D
MeanAileen
It's my best friend,
and my nightmere-
it's all that I love
and everything I fear.
It's my fulfillment,
my bottomless sorrow-
bringing dark thoughts
of no tomorrow.
It's my strength,
my greatest plight-
this evil addiction
I try to fight.
It's my oblivion,
my heartbreaking pain-
a toxic cloud
that's killing my brain.
It's my protection,
my paranoid lies-
the Devil himself
in crystal disguise.
It's my sanity,
my endless strife-
this methamphetamine
destroying my life.
It's my reality,
my make-believe bliss-
I just never imagined
I would end up like this....
Truth be told....
 Oct 2018 Luna D
Diction
Who's You
 Oct 2018 Luna D
Diction
These drugs act like my heart beat\
Giving me life and commanding my mind\
Telling it to take a seat\
With each euphoria it proclaims to be pure and true\
Who knew it would get you asking your reflection like a fool\
Who's this that's looking back at you\
Your eyes shaded by it's taint now glazed\
Left blood shot red\
Even made so it's bugged out and bled\
Because in the mirror it looks to be a saint\
Covering it's lies in this paint\
Making the pain go away and putting color within the grey\
Or so it will portray\
With smiles and laughs until everything that was you begins to collapse\
As it's grasp contracts\
Ensnaring the mind by confusing facts\
In return leaving you with a fragile body hardly intact\
Left to be eaten away by **** and crack\
Everyday is another day of relapse\
Into the pain that slowly never went away\
As the colors begin fading from the grey\
That was never anything but what it was on that first day\
Every color a lie painted over the eye\
False hope in the sky\
Now do you know who's looking back at you\
Who spent every day thinking it was a day won\
Drowning in the pain that was covered in this crystal rain\
Who knew you'd be left as a false you\
Who spent everyday as a day meant to use\
Just to end up like all the others always to lose\

— The End —