Kenneth Brenner Poet Rhyme

An Addicts Lone Thought

Sitting at home, alone in my room,
thinking to self...today, my doom.
A spoon full of crumbs, a spoon full of stuff,
put out my smoke, done took the last puff.
Looking for the right, the so perfect vein,
I'm doing this now, in to much pain.
The shot has been shot, its quickly away,
no dying right now, no dying today.
The next one will happen, know this to be said,
an addicts pleasure, often..more pain, instead.
Thinking to self...tomorrow, my doom,
sitting at home, alone in my room.

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Richard Lamoureux June 28, 2019 at 10:39 PM My pleasure. Do drop by and visit my writing. Kenneth Brenner July 1, 2019 at 9:31 PM Absolutely..positively..witnout a doubt..i will. :-)

Ashley Domenech May 27, 2019 at 6:36 AM Sounds almost like the fateful lullaby of a fiend... Hypnotic yet dark Kenneth Brenner May 29, 2019 at 2:07 AM It's a sumthn Ash, lol..always I will value comments..ty so much for reading.."Hypnotic yet dark"..excellent choice of words.

Lady Labyrinth May 20, 2019 at 6:16 PM phew, heavy duty .... addiction. Kenneth Brenner May 20, 2019 at 10:08 PM Without a doubt..a topic that never receives proper acknowledgment..Thankfully and God willing..only a topic that interests me. With only negative impressions, and inflicting millions, this poem as with addiction will remain.

Richard Lamoureux May 12, 2019 at 9:48 AM Not an HM but worthy of being read. Congrats. Kenneth Brenner May 16, 2019 at 11:33 AM Thank you Richard so much..Im glad you read the poem, and thanks so much for contest.