8 Minute Poem

This is the best part
To say what is on my mind
I’m suffocated with toxic
A lavish smoke that makes me grind

Intoxicating works
Routines and foolishness
I can’t stand on my feet
Like a handicapped old man

Potion and pills
Mix them together
I don’t see solution 
This blatant aggression.

This deep feeling in me
Can’t be scientifically solved
I just want to be drowned 
In a hot boiling water
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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