One where you don't do drugs,
where you don't smoke.
honestly--
do not drink the trough of lesser things
amongst them the layers of thievery.
Where man and woman do not thrive
addiction steals their will,
as it drives their minds into space
where life is void of options;
other than we need to get high.
Voiceless and numb, sprawled against the wall--
I do not have to think of anything
except the pleasure that expunges all my needs--
no bills, no children, no desires
free of everything.
It became my passion,
because they told me to live happily--
ecstasy was within my grasp
it only took a needle
to find the hidden path,
that's always been within my veins.
Confused by my mother--
whom will not speak my name
and by society that cast me to the streets;
thought I did what they told me to do.
White eyed and foaming--
a final image appears in the mind
my last coherent thought
*How is this any worse?
Everyone is on some drug, but people consider some bad/good. They all give the person what they are seeking and with a clear conscious each person needs to accept the side effects of what comes with them.