If writing was a drug
I'd have a frequent-flyer card
at the rehab clinic.
The nurses would all know my street address
my middle name
and the way I take my tea.
I would have scribbles on the inside of my elbows
ink stains in my lungs,
and little letters hanging from my nose hairs
I would bribe the nurses
to sneak me pens and paper in the middle of the night,
My thoughts would be sewn in ink across my body,
and I'd have pre-ordered my tombstone to read:
"Here lies an addict"
But thank god writing isn't a drug.
Because if it was
I'd have died a long time ago.
May 14, 2012
May 14, 2012 at 1:44 AM UTC
If writing was a drug
I'd have a frequent-flyer card
at the rehab clinic.
The nurses would all know my street address
my middle name
and the way I take my tea.
I would have scribbles on the inside of my elbows
ink stains in my lungs,
and little letters hanging from my nose hairs
I would bribe the nurses
to sneak me pens and paper in the middle of the night,
My thoughts would be sewn in ink across my body,
and I'd have pre-ordered my tombstone to read:
"Here lies an addict"
But thank god writing isn't a drug.
Because if it was
I'd have died a long time ago.