Addiction
Drunk and overdosed by drugs, I was somewhere I don’t even know,
I don’t even know myself, present or past and where to go.
Under the sheer influence, my mind was helpless,
Clouded by the black dense smokes, trying to find a way out,
But no one to hear his yelling and shouts.
I could not even clearly open my eyes,
It was like a bubble which forms and dies.
My eyes could just see a blur face,
My shackled mind forcing her to close, not to face the face.
My mind was starving, my heart was drowning,
Away from this massacre, my soul was singing.
A drop of water was enough to drown my thirsty heart,
Lift my soul up and tear them apart.
Its pinching sound can dissolve my mind in soul,
Free from shackles, mixes without any control.
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