Today in an ****** epidemic,
Little feeling empathetic.
Empathetic for the young lives,
Affected by this epidemic.
Mothers, fathers popping pills to make them feel,
If it’s okay according to the FDA then this is a real ordeal.
Inflicting pain on the young hearts
Families once whole, now ripped apart, hard.
For pain they call it therapeutical,
In reality place the blame on Pharmaceuticals.
The doctors who prescribed the pills for pain,
Only for the addictiveness to take over the brains,
The brain keeping us sane until we swerve a little too far out of our lane,
Into the rubble the car crashes,
You know you’re in trouble when family dynamic is nothing but ashes,
Once a loving mother, father, sister, brother.
Now they can’t remember one another.
A simple prescription turning into a burden, an addiction.
Your once young teenage daughter
Until the day we caught her.
Locking her door,
Always wanting more.
It began simple with Marijuana,
Then someone asked, “You wanna?”
This will make you feel nice,
But she never asked, at what price…
A simple anxiety pill, Xanax,
Then everything downhill, she panicked.
A legal prescription “Medicine”
Quote from Tomas Edison,
“I have not failed, I’ve just found 100 ways that won’t work,
But with a smirk
Now she’s aware, that is the perk.
That’s the confliction, the confliction with the concept of addiction,
Definition of addiction, the fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance, thing, or activity.
Now that’s the subscription, you subscribed to the addiction.
Paying for the new issue monthly
Only the best for you honey.
Full ride scholarship,
Until she slipped.
All the way down, rock bottom.
Hit the ground, she couldn’t hear them.
Screaming for her to stop,
Until the day she climbed to the rooftop,
She didn’t ever fall,
Maybe it would have been best for her after all,
If she jumped to let go,
Because after all we know how far she’ll go.
The constant desire,
The desire to light the fire,
The fire under her pipe, doing what the monster said was right.
The finding of the final stage, the monster,
The true destruction of your once perfect girl.
She took the blame,
Her mother claimed it was her who felt the pain,
The pain forcing her to take the blame when it was just her best interest to maintain,
Keep her brain happy before she go insane,
Insane from all the pain that a simple pill caused,
She’s simply trying to maintain…
Do we blame the victim?
Push them down kick them?
The true destruction of her mind,
Yet truly evil.
If it’s FDA approved,
Is it really okay to do?
Dedicated to AC