For Every High

For Every High

A Poem by Death's Poet

Waking up in the same clothes as before
She needed her fix, nothing less nothing more

She pulled her tangled curls up in a bow
Washed off her shadowy face that had once held a glow

Once she was respected, now her reputation a joke
Her wallet as empty as the heart he broke

Strewn on the table, were cards and white dust
Herself and her high the only thing she would trust

Her wallet and stash lay empty there on the floor
So she picked up a knife and headed for the door

She needed that money! She needed that high! 
So what if an innocent person might die?

If they gave her the money it all would be fine
She needed relief, she needed a line

The girl everyone thought had it all together
Couldn't hold up through the weather

So she drank until the liquor no longer gave aid
She couldn't find solace at the edge of a blade

One dose quickly multiplied into two
She learned quickly what self medicating can do

Only in a daze could she force up a smile
But the thing about high's is they only last for a while

So quickly you're hooked, and you're high in a flash
But for every high, is an even worse crash

© 2015 Death's Poet


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A salutary tale on the slippery slope of chasing the dragon. - good rhymes and good imagery too. I could see the poor addicted soul looking for the next rush and the thoughts and the willingness to turning to crime to get it was a good additional observation, I felt.
Fine ending to tie in with the title. The last two lines could stand alone.
A good poem Shadow Poet.
:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Death's Poet

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Anto! I always look forward to your thoughts
ANTO

9 Years Ago

YVW - I always look forward to your writing Shadow Poet. Your style appeals to me. Thank you. :)



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ah an addiction story turned poem, i like it :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Addiction can be dangerous. wonderful rhyme and flow, nice piece!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A salutary tale on the slippery slope of chasing the dragon. - good rhymes and good imagery too. I could see the poor addicted soul looking for the next rush and the thoughts and the willingness to turning to crime to get it was a good additional observation, I felt.
Fine ending to tie in with the title. The last two lines could stand alone.
A good poem Shadow Poet.
:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Death's Poet

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Anto! I always look forward to your thoughts
ANTO

9 Years Ago

YVW - I always look forward to your writing Shadow Poet. Your style appeals to me. Thank you. :)
Very well written and put together. I really enjoyed it. One of the best i have read.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Death's Poet

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much!!!! :)

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