DRUG!!!!

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DRUG!!!!

My blood is boiling, burning bad
I tell myself I can't be had.
It has a hold on me so tight
sleep all day, up all night.

This feeling I get that takes me away
up real real high
but back down the same day.

I love this feeling it gives to me
the rush,
the high,
the energy,
but then I stop and sit to think
I can't right now cause its still inside,
my brain won't work cause I'm still high
and this is all I seem to get,
from start to finish, it just won't quit.

I tell myself to just let go
but my body and brain always says no.
I want to move on, I want to be free
but this drug it has a hold on me.

I know your thinking to just let go
but its not that simple or I would have done so.

One day I'll be that person I was,
do the things in life I always dreamed of,
but until that day, this is me
lost and turned out, very much unhappy.

I pray for god to help me escape,
that the day will come that I get my break
I just hope and pray
It doesn't come to late...

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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