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Author Name: FreeKiraNichole 1 Comments
Date Added: October 04, 2010 22:10:07 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The Drug Diaries Part 2
October 4th, 2010.
This is the second attempt to vent,
and I'm not feeling any better yet.
It's a beautiful fall day; everyone's outside.
It's about that time where kids get Halloween on their minds.
And me; I'm just sitting inside
on an old bed with a pipe as the world goes by.
Each time it takes more just to get high.
Sometimes I wonder why I don't try harder to stop.
But I've got myself in too deep now, I can never go back,
at least not to what it was.
But that's partly because I'm not sure I want to.
I'm almost through with the Vicodin pills; no refills.
There's only so much I can milk the doctors before they catch on.
I think that's what kills me most,
is knowing I've used up all my resources.
I'll be forced to find other means to feed these sick torments
so they will be appeased for just a while.
Meanwhile, in this sober mind, I'm blinded by madness.
This twisted raw emptiness that tears at my flesh
from the inside out; I'm seeing red now.
I'm down on the ground, howling for just an ounce more
of that sweet, sweet salvation.
When I'm left in this deprivation, I crash
and I'm nothing left but a pile of ashes.
This addiction is killing me.
Too bad it hasn't yet.
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Comment By: FreeSophia Nibbelin on October 7, 2010 12:19:18 PM Report
Keep your head up and the addictions will eventually pass and you will find more things worth living for.


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