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Using.
Using drugs,
To stop the fuss,
Of the brain,
An overwhelming pain,
Causing you to self-medicate in vain,
Slowly destroying your future with every line,
Hoping you reach 49,
Unable to stop using,
Unable to stop self-medicating.
Oh! What a wonderful feeling, isn't it?
The small time of relief,
The small time of being something worth living.
But now, enjoy yourself of course,
Your family will feel their remorse.
To stop the fuss,
Of the brain,
An overwhelming pain,
Causing you to self-medicate in vain,
Slowly destroying your future with every line,
Hoping you reach 49,
Unable to stop using,
Unable to stop self-medicating.
Oh! What a wonderful feeling, isn't it?
The small time of relief,
The small time of being something worth living.
But now, enjoy yourself of course,
Your family will feel their remorse.
Published 1st Jul 2020
Author's Note
first poem :/ not my best but it means a lot to me. i'm overcoming addiction, and poetry is a huge outlet for me !! so please let me know what you think !!
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