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The drugs

Contributed by DanielleMarie on Thursday, 3rd February 2011 @ 10:44:05 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



A drug to get the day started
A few pills to come down.
A drink to numb the pain,
and I wonder how much
longer can the body take
this? I abuse my heart,
when will it pump itself
out of my chest like a
bloody fist? So much
pressure, pressure coming
down on me like the ceiling
coming down. The pharmacy
said I have to wait until tomorrow
for the milans how do they get
away with murdering my sleep
like that? So here I am crawling
in my skin panic and after panic
attack ready to convulse and the
pharm teck smiles at me like I am
just waiting a day to fill an antibiotic.
The agitation is astonishing the doctor
never mentioned how I would sleep
if I ran out of my script. Another addiction
another knot in my chest and my parents
think I am going to be just fine. I will take
anything, anything to not feel like myself.
I will do anything, anything to escape this
desperation I feel inside, the intensity pulsing
through me minute after minute. I want to scream
I want to hurt someone I want to hurt myself.
So I will spend the night tearing out my hair
and underestimating advil pm and whine
mixed together.




Copyright © DanielleMarie ... [ 2011-02-03 22:44:05]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: The drugs (User Rating: 1 )
by InfinitePoet on Thursday, 3rd February 2011 @ 11:03:59 PM AEST
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Wow!!! This is Weirdddd!! I'm going thru it just like this, but i'm on mmt!! too at the same time so manyyyyy *****in pillls they hook us on everything they poss can and say that that's gonna help us get clean, recover!!! huh!!! I don't get that stupid viewpoint atllll!!
i dont even wanna trust amy dr even when i seriously have to go to one!!!


Re: The drugs (User Rating: 1 )
by InfinitePoet on Tuesday, 22nd March 2011 @ 10:44:32 PM AEST
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Honey, I know that feeling all to well, i'm a heroin addict only 4 months into recovery and methadone and i take everything i can get my hands on just 2 be able to deal with the idiots at my clinic,not caring about dirty ua's or anything hell ive went to counseling hammered outta my mind a 6:30 am and didnt give a ................ this may sound dumb but i'm glad i read your poem it helped me immensely to know im not alone!!Great JOb!!
Keep writing and sharing ALways
Respectfully,
Dana




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