Content Warning : Do you want to continue?
This poem contains content which some readers may find disturbing.
It is unsuitable for children or anyone who is easily offended.

YES
I am over 18 years old, I have been warned and I still want to read this poem.
NO
I don't want to read this type of content, take me back to the previous page.


deepundergroundpoetry.com

the fix

When I shove this needle into my arm only then can I feel,
my sanity has become one with my numbness,
I need death to feel,
the feelings of the constriction of my veins,
the pain in my heart,
cold.
I feel cold.
how do I feel,
"SHUTUP" I scream, my daughter is but 3
innocent she is
but she can never compare to this fix,
when I look at you all I don't see you,
I see a bridge to my next fix ,
MONEY
the world is green,
black and white,
something cold and dead eats at me
my morals have disintegrated further with every fix,
im not a person
I am a hunger
Written by dntlokatmeimbroken (Dnt Look At Me Im Broken)
Published
Author's Note
my uncles drug addiction
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3 reading list entries 0
comments 5 reads 1061
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 7:35am by Isgyppie_
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:32am by monovox128
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:02am by Mstrmnd1923
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:55am by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:42am by Casted_Runes
COMPETITIONS
Today 5:09am by NANCY_RDZ_STORIES