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Sarah Procak
Poems
May 2014
Needle over Me
He is different
And it hurts me to say
That he’s not the same anymore
It’s like he’s gone away
His eyes are bloodshot,
And his wrists are cut
He’s like a walking zombie
And he doesn’t say much
I try to get him to talk
To let me know how he feels
But he always shuts me out
This pain is just too real
He doesn’t want to live
But he doesn’t want to die
He likes the hell he lives in
And I don’t know why
He loves the needle
And the pain that comes with it
I’ll never understand
The pieces just don’t fit
What happened to him?
The loving boy he used to be
Dope is his life now
He doesn’t notice me
It’s time I move on
Cause I can’t watch him die
I cannot fight this for him
Lord knows I’ve tried
I wish him well
And I hope he recovers
Because no matter what
You’ll always be my brother.
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Sarah Procak
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