#drugpoem
i swallowed a pill today.
a happy pill, the others said.
i felt no joy, only my pain.
so i took two the next day.
still no change, they said
it could take a few days.
so i took another pill today.
and i feel like it's stuck in my throat
Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 6:19 AM UTC
my eyes are drenched with the oceans tears, vast and never ending.
my throat is choked in a bile of desperate words that want to be free.
my wrists burning in this warming sensation, that I want to cut out.
my lungs filled with the reminiscing smoke that was your words, laughter and smile.
It's given me cancer.
The cigarette **** that I kept consuming even though everyone told me to quit. I tired too, I'm still trying but then I keep crawling back to this needle and inject my veins with a distraction.
I feel warm, and I'm breathing normally, but then it settles in, I'm empty, needing to calm myself down with the sound of your voice that I can't hear.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 12:02 AM UTC
Dining on copious amounts of serotonin
Dopamine fiend
I get called a terrible teen
Lack of melotonin
Sleepless dreams
Of seizing opportunities
But I don't participate in life; truancy
I guess I'm nothing more than another one of heroin's machines
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 1:35 PM UTC