i know i have a problem
i’ve been told i have a problem
i’ve been shown i have a problem
but still my addiction rules me
here is a poem or two i wrote when i was using drugs
I’ve been anticapating
oh so slowly
for this facaded pill
to melt so it will
cease my malicious
reality and remove
all the feelings
i have come to felt
tragically skewered delusions
short term ecstasy
suffering morality back to reality
a new obsessive quest
to escape into the familar
to escape into hopelessness
now the gleaming visions
leading you on
drawing you in
this is the beautiful point of delurium
<3 i wrote these poems when i was under the influence…
so they probably are not my best
but they mean a lot to me <3
<3 so please do comment <3
