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That cold feeling of overdose
That urge to take more
It crawls along the walls
Making you tremble

You get lost pretty fast
Shivering, coughing, bloodshot eyes
You can't let go
Keep going, nonstop

At night, crying
Took too much of that medicine
Wonders why I'm here
Addiction, please let me go

Suicide, steps back
Addiction steps forward
Hearing whispers in my ears
Giving me the urge to take more

Started with over-the-counter pills
Now moving onto prescribed ones
Then to alcohol, then to cough syrup
And cycling back around again

How I really wish I  had someone to talk to
Well, at night is what I'm saying
Because that's  where my thoughts repeats
Till I start to tear up, and cant sleep
Written on 3/19/16
I never plan to wake up,
I just decide to!
I have everything - what do you have?
a loving wife, possessions - how about obsessions?
wishing for a younger woman, unlimited ***
conversational recognition to give you ignition

Put them aside - you had so many opportunities
they're gone - now grow up where you belong
you have dark moods, impatient, wished you were elsewhere
It's not the amswer - the answer is right before you

Transparent as the air that blows and caresses
your shoulders - only you have to take it under your wing
before the time is gone - even then you will be
holding hands walking together with your old smiles

You could start again - but it's best the way it was
there are no reasons - great love is simply because
 Apr 2016 Samuel Hesed
Emma
Howl
 Apr 2016 Samuel Hesed
Emma
The crows circled patiently
Their charcoal feathers contrasted the white
Of the mountain snow

Howl

A huge bellowing howl
The last desperate cry of a dying animal
Was heard above the winter trees
Spruces and green pines iced with snow
And somewhere deep inside
Something savage and unseen
Took its last whispered breath
And with one final howl
Welcomed the sweet kiss of death
 Apr 2016 Samuel Hesed
kerri
poetry
isn't just words on paper
words are flowing
like paint from a brush
these words make you feel something
Who am I? You ask me
I'm the girl who drinks everyday
The one who overdoses on medicine
Takes pills for no reason
Finding new ways to hurt myself
Without bleeding of my skin

I'm a lonely, sensitive girl
I avoid people most of the time
But I have friends around
Talk about things that astound
I'm strange, they're strange
We're all pretty chill

I'm also the girl who hazes
4:20 AM/PM, that's my fave time
When I'm stressed, I take a hit
No way I'm throwing a fit
Especially when I'm high
Wanting to forget everything

That girl with many flaws
Just like any other teenager
Who could love an addict like me
I'm here, nowhere to flee
May there's someone out there
Who would love me no matter what

That's me, all in this one poem
You can stop reading here
It ain't going any further
Like  killer committing ******
The poem ends here
Now I'll get my lighter; time to get high
Written/revised on 3/20/16
 Apr 2016 Samuel Hesed
AD Snail
Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When the world isn't so ashamed.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I can actually get back up on my feet.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I can make you go away more easily.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I finally have someone beside me.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I don't have so much on my mind.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I can finally pretend your not there.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I finally can learn how to survive.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I don't have to worry about everything.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I the world gives me a break, so I have time to deal with you.
 Apr 2016 Samuel Hesed
AD Snail
She holds her head down in shame,
Her hair is soaking wet, expressing her sorrow.

As her mind starts to clear from all of the alcohol,
And she finally realizes she is against the wall once again,
And her head bowed down in shame.

Memories flow through her mind,
Throughing themselves all at once into her brain,
And regrets start to be built.

She knows that she has done it again,
She’s gotten herself drunk again,
To help with all the pain and forget about all of her troubles,
She’s gone back to old habits that she promised never to go back to.

So now she holds her head down in shame,
As the water from her hair drips down her pale white face.
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