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Sonnet of Transcendence
My body was flooded with the relief,
the heroin pulsing through every vein.
No more hurt. The rush blanketed my grief –
temporary respite from all my pain
My mind was numb. All I wanted was more,
without my medicine I could not cope.
The price was high, but the rush I adored.
Everyone around me had lost all hope.
Rehabs, jails, doctors – none kept me clean,
until I realized this had gone too far.
On my knees I prayed, “Let me be serene”.
Drugs make you wonder who the hell you are.
Sober now 120 days –
life’s better now, but sometimes still a haze.
the heroin pulsing through every vein.
No more hurt. The rush blanketed my grief –
temporary respite from all my pain
My mind was numb. All I wanted was more,
without my medicine I could not cope.
The price was high, but the rush I adored.
Everyone around me had lost all hope.
Rehabs, jails, doctors – none kept me clean,
until I realized this had gone too far.
On my knees I prayed, “Let me be serene”.
Drugs make you wonder who the hell you are.
Sober now 120 days –
life’s better now, but sometimes still a haze.
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