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An "Addict" - Star A.


A prescription bottle lies on its side on a gray table with light and dark green capsules spilling out. The label is blurred.

Wasting money on rehab,

Getting diagnosed as crazy

Knowing damn well those that try to help me

Are just as crazy as me.


We all got problems―

I was just caught

And the “experts” got away.


Your white coat, your degree mean nothing.

You come in with a bloody nose.

You hide bottles in your pocket.


And I’m the monster?

You can’t even help yourself.


Came to be saved,

I left messed up even more than before.


All I was taught not to do

helped me find a way to do it…

in secret.


Stop telling me what I already know and give me a cure.


Who knows if I will ever change?

My innocence was long gone by the time I was 7.

What did they expect?


I’m messed up,

But that piece of paper with prescription pills

Is my enemy taking control of me.

It’s just a temporary fix of what I am trying to overcome,


An “addict”


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