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Drug

Tell me, are you turning gray now It's easy to divine The timber in your voice tells me You haven't slept for days Your weary words are winding Through the telephone tonight And their telling all the things You cannot bare to say It's killing you that you can't stop yourself As it's rolling through you veins And you feel like you've been screaming but, You just can't feel the pain You're tearing you self up inside And I can't do a thing It kills me not to be there but, Only you can make you sane Like tar, it gums your insides Into a sticky icky mess It sucks your lungs like cellophane And clogs up your chest You take the hits and roll with it And beg on your knees for more You've been like that a while now I can't take it anymore It gnashes teeth and clashes claws the demon that you chase I got demons of my own to bleed I can't keep up with your pace Rehab didn't help you much And me, I've never been but, I have a couch that welcomes junkies Who sit eating up their sins. It feeds on all the feelings used To keep the beast at bay Its the only way of living While you're dying more each day I know it eats you up as It makes you fell alive Its killing you by numbing out Like soul Novocain inside A never ending battle As you fight to reach the top You can tell them every time you "quit" But you'll never, no you'll never STOP.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/22/2010 6:11:00 AM
It is a pleasure to be reading your poetry this morning Lacey. Wishing you a wonderful day filled with an overload of inspiration. Hoping you will challenge yourself to use all the inspiration which you may receive today. Love, Carol
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