Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Sedated To live the life of a drug or alcohol Abuser, I know nothing that can be related But we all know that life can get us down I’d still rather live it than to be sedated There’s no judgment here, I’ve had my Share of darkness and being frustrated But I cannot imagine not feeling at all Because of being numb and sedated Livin life each day under a haze With every moment highly concentrated On getting the next fix to remain Out of touch with reality and sedated To be in a place so dark for so long And to find yourself so devastated That you cannot find joy in anything And so you’d just rather exist sedated Even at times I’ve been high and I’ve stood At the edge of Suicide, I’ve never extricated I’ve never separated myself to being Dependent upon the vice of being sedated A life of no joys and nothing to look forward Too, not one thing that has me captivated And only livin with darkness and pain Until once again I can become sedated I’ll pray for those who have found yourself There for what ever reason, life complicated Please know that I care for you and life is Worth living without being sedated Written By:Charles Kean Copyright 12/02/2020 All rights reserved Drug and alcohol help line Confidential 1-800-662-4357
0
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
Sedated
Sedated To live the life of a drug or alcohol Abuser, I know nothing that can be related But we all know that life can get us down I’d still rather live it than to be sedated There’s no judgment here, I’ve had my Share of darkness and being frustrated But I cannot imagine not feeling at all Because of being numb and sedated Livin life each day under a haze With every moment highly concentrated On getting the next fix to remain Out of touch with reality and sedated To be in a place so dark for so long And to find yourself so devastated That you cannot find joy in anything And so you’d just rather exist sedated Even at times I’ve been high and I’ve stood At the edge of Suicide, I’ve never extricated I’ve never separated myself to being Dependent upon the vice of being sedated A life of no joys and nothing to look forward Too, not one thing that has me captivated And only livin with darkness and pain Until once again I can become sedated I’ll pray for those who have found yourself There for what ever reason, life complicated Please know that I care for you and life is Worth living without being sedated Written By:Charles Kean Copyright 12/02/2020 All rights reserved Drug and alcohol help line Confidential 1-800-662-4357
chuck-kean
Written by
64/M/Ohio
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem