Looking back, what I find especially scary is that I was always one of those kids who pledged to never do any drugs. Ever. I wouldn't smoke, and certainly not pop pills. As a kid, I watched it destroy and kill my entire mom's side of the family, and there was no way I was… Continue reading My Experience with Addiction
Like all the blood rushing like a stream this need it runs deep Starving for it always Even when I just ate Stomach growls like thunder as my pillars of sanity crumble I can't say no I don't want to say no It tells me that I'm free despite the chains around my wrists and… Continue reading Poem: This Need
Dear oh dear happy little pill You're all I need to make me feel You're all I need to help these wounds heal But what a short-lived fantasy As I'm bleeding still Like a seed I plant you deep inside of me Take my world of black and white Let buckets of blue and… Continue reading Poem: Happy Little Pill
Has life in the US become so stressful that it's impossible NOT to become addicted to something?
The need aches.