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Sia Jane Apr 2014
No pill No pill No pill
No drink No drink No drink
No harm No harm No harm
No escape No escape No escape

Running Running Running
From From From
Myself Myself Myself
Haunted Haunted Haunted

(oh this taunting by thee, by thee, by thee)

A bottle A bottle A bottle
Singing Singing Singing
Lullaby Lullaby Lullaby
Addict Addict Addict

(scratching air you love to berate, berate, berate me)

Skin Skin Skin
Climbing Climbing Climbing
Walls Walls Walls
Caged Caged Caged

(pray to a God to thee above, above, above)

Remember Remember Remember

See a window
Not a mere wall

(See See See)

Thee has caught up
With me, me, me.

© Sia Jane
Just thoughts on addiction, which manifests in many ways through cross addiction.
rainydaysunday Apr 2014
It's funny:
Until now I couldn't imagine dependency on substances.
I didn't know how to imagine addiction.
Couldn't imagine a Routine in Smoke

But for the first time I got just to the edge--
went only a bit beyond.
And then I forgot.
I forgot to worry
my head like a puff of cottonwood
I didn't even have a backburner on
Simmering the responsibility
the inability
the fragility
of my self.

When I woke up it was back.
I had worry rushing to fill my head because it had
to make up for Lost Time.
and i wish i never had to stop Losing Time.
Forgotten One Mar 2014
For the majority of my life I've been cared for by my parents.
Now i'm all alone trying to do this on my own
Fending for myself
Got me feeling stressed out
Popped to many Xanax
Bout to pass out
Just hit the couch and i'm startin to black out
How many did i do again?
I think i lost count
Stomachs feeling week
Feelin like i'm at the peak
Don't wanna come down
I'm so sick of the frown
Depression at its worst
Thinking that im gonna burst
Tired of being the clown
Now im searching for the crown
I wrote this in my stay in a mental institute.

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