Addiction-A Smear

I failed in my life, lost all my fame, I slowly slowly became ,an addict of cocaine. I needed my stuff daily right at nine, It gave me false wings, I thought everything was fine. Hunger of my stuff, increased day by day, It became a thing I couldn’t stay away. I was losing senses by passing time, Cops arrested me and assaulted for this crime. I shouted, I cried, ”I wanna pass away”, Cops suggested that de-addiction was my way. Cops and friends, suggested for rehab, After completing my rehab, I finally had a peaceful nap. Running of your sorrows don’t opt for addiction, I have been through this it increases your depression. Insults and tauntings this is what you face, It’s a nightmare, will never leave your chase. My life came on tracks, after leaving cocaine, I feel, I believe my time has came. To push, to win, to earn my lost fame, To erase this smear, addicted from my name. -MONISH BHATIA