18/06/2020
I, crave some escape.
Just want to crack open the seal,
To make myself feel real.
I'd forget the consequences of my life,
Drift to the motherland in a glass pipe.
When I feel at loss,
It's by my side,
Assuring me things will be alright.
Cocaine, heroin, and weed.
LSD, methaphetamine--
They've all been good to me.
Even when I try,
I can't get away.
I guess they're here helping me out as long as problems stay.
But I don't really mind,
Cause my addiction's been fairly kind.
Regardless of where I go,
Or what I do,
It's always right in view.
-wavyxlei
MortimerBlooming
Sat 20th Jun 2020 08:09
Addictions provide momentary happiness and solace and shield the souls more aware of reality from the harsh rawness of this smog covered world.
That being said they are by no means something to be relied on and I hope you find some middle ground truce, somewhere between dependence and sobriety, Like I did.
But in the great game does it all really matter?
A lovely poem
Mortimer