What AM I Doing?

Damn,

What am I doing?

First it’s one

Then it’s two

Next it’s three

Every four hours

Damn,

What am I Doing?

I’m taking them

To forget it all

But it only helps

For a little while

Then it starts

Over & forever

It goes on

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I don't like any kind of medicine. I try to use the natural cures. Pills can blind you. Few pills can help you. Easy to fall to drugs and booze. The poem tells a real story. Many need the pills to be able to get out of bed and face the world. That is a sad and hard life. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Daniel Atkinson]

This is a great representation of any addiction. Nice work. Kudos to you.

[Matthew Kult]

A glimpse into addiction, the uge that grabs you and will not let go. You can question it all you want, tell yourself you want to stop, but you just can't. You just can't and you need it so bad. Well done.

regards,

Matthew