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Oct 2018
Hail to drugs
you comfort me when day becomes dark
You distract me when life is too hard
The moonshine I'm drinking
Is my answer to
What I perceive as the truth
That no one will ever love me
Because I hate the face I see in my looking glass
And big pharma hasnt made a pill yet
To boost the esteem of my self loathing ***.
Hail to the glass
As I drain you
I come to a better place
Where I'm smiling, laughing
And forgotten what brought me to this state
Was it the way she held my hand? Or was it when her lips touched mine?
Ah who cares, theres another pint!
Hail to the pipe!
A little green, a little light
And I'm taken away from my mind
On a bird, on a cloud, on a plane
Where I begin to question and forget it own lies
Maybe it isnt my ears
Or nose
Or the boils on my back.
Maybe walt is always right
That it's the timing
Or destiny
Or someone whos right.
Hail to the pills!
I swallow you in the morning and at night
You help me stay sane
And keep me out of
The sanitary(um)
You keep me level
You keep me grounded
And you keep me right as rain.
Now I'm down
To three drinks a week
My pipe is broken
And I gifted away my green
So now it's just my pills and I
To face reality.
And I am tired
Of trying to try
Time and time again
To find some
And have my hope
Be in vain.
Dear drugs
Dear love
Neither of you can make me happy
I just wish I knew how.
Sort of a progress note on 2018
Written by
Preston  New England, US
(New England, US)   
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