So sorry.
So
Very
Sorry
Forgive me, but
You asked me not to do
This thing I did.
I said I wouldn’t
But heaven forbid
I couldn’t
help myself it was
Just too tempting.
To be stoned, to feel that buzz
within my head.
When you said
Don’t do it
Anger present.
You will resent
Me now
When you find out that I
Broke your one request.
I know, I am such a mess
But I
Cannot help but see this pill
Knowing for a fact that
It will
Take me away from this world
Just a while.
For now.
I can smile and
not know it
I can breathe when they decide
They can take effect inside
Me
Turning me into that
Girl you so wretchedly hate, in fact
You barely love her
When she isn’t intact
Not when she is medicated
You’ve waited
For me to say I’m
Done
With this habit. They call me an addict.
But can you not see, the sun
Is not out today
In any way
My day.
But I cannot take it at this
Very moment.
This drug
These
Drugs
One by one
Within me, they will unite
Keep with me till tonight
When I can lay my head
Weary and
Medicated
Wishing that I didn’t feel
So
Woozy.
Losing consciousness
Second of seconds
Oh, I am such a mess.
So sorry, but it beckons
Me toward it
The bottle.
You will me hate as well
As it will.
But I need this pill
These
Pills
Please
To take me away by hand and sleep
Until, inside me, they cease to weep.
I cannot keep
Myself from taking these.
They have abandoned and come
Back
To
Me
Like no one else
But I don’t want this. But they do
I have to have them
So sorry
So
Very
Sorry
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Author notes
This one of my sucky poems... I can tell no one likes it because no one has commented
I think it's kind of cool in a demented kind of way, but I wrote this poem when i was sufffering from the side effects of overdosing on Dramamine. I dont really remember writing any of this, but it turned out nicely.
Being addicted to any drug is horrifying. I suffered an addiction which I eventually pushed away, but it took about three years of my life to finally become myself again. I wrote this poem after I went home one day, after promising my boyfriend that I would never touch the drug again. Unfortunately, that same day I took the drug and fell back into my addiction just when I thought i could refuse. Believe me, everyone, it is so easy to begin an addiction, but it so very hard to give it up. I wrote this poem and dedicate it now to my boyfriend, who has, despite my previous addiction, stayed by my side through it all.
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