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Dec 2014
Oh it's the last day of the year,
The year my family found everything out.
I've kept everything up for so long,
But a needle point drove me down.

I'm sorry mom and I'm sorry Dad,
I'm sorry to my whole family,
I'm sorry that chemical reactions,
Are the only thing that lights my brain.

I'm sorry I like dopamine,
And the rush that dope always brings,
I'm sorry a few pills keep me sane,
But hey, at least I'm still alive.

I'm sorry I'm such a mess,
And I'm sorry you found my needles grandma.
I'm sorry I hate living,
And I'm sorry life is just too slow.

I'm sorry I ever opened my eyes,
The night I dosed just a little too much.
I'm sorry I ever popped my first pill.
And I'm sorry to everyone,
Because I know I will never, ever have my fill.
Aaron Reisinger
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