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Emma Azura May 2014
each day I lend an ear to word that another friend is on the path of drug abuse
denying to themselves and everyone else that there is a problem
though ten hospital visits in two months defines the opposite

your constant snorting and sniffing is not a routine considered normal
to anyone but you

rapidly emptying baggy after baggy
rapidly spending cheque after cheque

sustainable until the grave
you won't have long this way
Bridgette Scotch Apr 2014
Paxil to make you happy
**** to make you high
Nyquil to make you sleep
Energy shots to make you active

I’m told to feel a certain way
Suddenly heartbreak doesn’t feel sad
And tears don’t feel salty anymore
Love doesn’t feel good at all
And pain is something I can’t feel
A drug filled world is where I live.

Prozac to make you glad
Mary Jane to make you rad
Atarax to make you tired
Dayquil to make you work

I’m fumbling in ecstasy
Living life sounds make believe
My reflection looks old and weary
An old soul has more zing than me
I can’t get pleasure even from me
A drug filled world I where I live

Zoloft to make you smile
Mushrooms to make you fly
Tylenol to make you weak
Aleve to make you strong

I’m losing my mind
There is no strength even in my finger tips
My legs search for a firm grip
My heart seems to have stopped
And my mind can’t control me anymore
A drug filled world is where I live
My world...

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