S.A.P.

S.A.P.

A Poem by J. A. Perkins
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Substance Abuse Program

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Hopeless state of mind.
At least I'm dopeless.
Doing fine.
Thanks for asking.
Excuse me as I adjust my mask.
Focus fades in time,
Eaten by locusts.
Doing time.
Never lasting.
Excuse me as I walk on past.
Bogus cliche lines,
but I've been told this
way of life
is worth grasping.
So, excuse me as I shine the brass.
Boldness makes them shine, 
at least, for a moment 
froze in time.
Never lasting.
Excuse me as I live too fast.


© 2018 J. A. Perkins


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Nice job, this is very sad. Drug abuse is a horrible thing to go through. It's so hard to abandon this addiction... I wish you well in your journey with substances-
this is a well written poem- nice job!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

J. A. Perkins

5 Years Ago

Thank you, Sarah. It is hard, but I'm doing well with it by the grace of God.
An eye-opener of a poem. J.A. sad, stark and hard-hitting.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

J. A. Perkins

5 Years Ago

Thank you, Dawn.

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Added on November 18, 2018
Last Updated on November 18, 2018
Tags: Addiction, Jail, Prison, Poetry

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J. A. Perkins
J. A. Perkins

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I just want to share my poems and hopefully get some constructive criticism and just maybe inspire someone who struggles with life and whatever it might bring. more..

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