You'll Never Know (The Addict)

This is a poem about someone you care about thats suffering through an addiction from his/her perspective. Based upon my personal fights with morphine.

Life to me seems so gray,
When its the same thing everyday,
And I can't seem to save myself,
From this self-inflicted hell.

Deep within I feel so sick,
My body aches, so I feel like s**t,
And I can't seem to just let go,
Why do I live, I do not know.

But what is left to be saved,
When I've got both feet in the grave,
Is there really a place just for me,
Or will I never find inner peace?

Deep within I need an end,
Seems this evil's my only friend,
And I don't see myself ever letting go,
I would explain, but you'll never know.

Just one more to start the day,
Which will still suck anyway,
So I'll chip away till nothings left,
Inching ever closer to my death.

Deep within I feel so lost,
I can't think, my mind is fogged,
And I just can't seem to say no,
My mind is dead, but the body won't go.

So now there's nothing to be saved,
You want to step in, but its to late,
There is no real place meant for me,
When the painkillers start killing me.

Deep within I leave my sins,
Seems this evil will be my end,
And I never seemed to let go,
So now I'm dead, and you'll never know.

And now to me, death has come,
Let it be a lesson,
that in time, Itll take your life,
this deathly obsession.

Its more deadly than pestilent malice,
With a seductive overtone,
and in time, Itll kill your mind,
next thing you know youre gone.

A lifeless b*****d, dieing coward,
Succumbing to the fiends,
Buried in six feet of s**t,
Never amounting to anything.

A lonely flower, angel without its wings,
Denied final flight, by all the little things,
Buried in a casket, on a bathroom shelf,
Its all that will ever matter, there will be no one else.

 

Author's Note

This is a rewrite of my original poem 'The Addict".