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Sep 2017
Things go wrong
Way too much
Insanity lasts long
In my head as such

I talk to someone
Who is not living
Doesn't harm anyone
But always grieving

The tomb near a park
Where I sit in peace
Sparks light in the dark
When am drugged to ease

It looks like me
But am not dead
It shows me a key
To unlock my head

My body feel the chills
As the injections release poison
In my veins the drug fills
Like sweet tangy raisin

As my brain slowly freezes
The smiles go behind
Someone laughs, someone teases
A play button paused, now on rewind

The voices stop all at once
Haven't woken from this sleep
Been like this for several months
Each day I dig deep...


©sim
I hear, I read about various addictions. The most common is injecting. I am not a victim, but when I write, I do feel like one.
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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