BY AMELIA KNAGGS
You lost your way some time ago,
Those pills and potions made you so
Out of control,
Out of this world
Because reality to you
Was so absurd,
The bruises and gashes
Were never sewed up,
The mind racing
Would never shut up,
So you drank and you swallowed
With no thought for tomorrow
Live now and forget
All this pain and regret,
Just for one night
“I hope I don’t wake up”
And sleep has evaded you
Through the years of abuse,
The torrent of worry
Keeps your mind on a loop,
Just a few more pills,
Should do the trick,
One more,
He says
With a slick of his wrist,
It’s too easy you see
To swallow more than you need,
To disappear into a cloud
Of codeine and ecstasy,
Problems don’t exist when you’re up in the air
You just soar on through,
Wings floating above despair.
For more self-study, The Urban Howl recommends The Mindfulness Workbook for Addiction: A Guide to Coping with the Grief, Stress and Anger that Trigger Addictive Behaviors
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