The End

6/7/10 part of a poetry compilation "on addiction" for a Creative Writing course I took this past year. (Title image by meppol http://meppol.deviantart.com/)

Lay there thinking in the night

All this pain ain't worth the fight

This is because of what you do

Alas, your time on Earth is through

Secrets crawling in the dark

Craving, needing, needles mark

Hit the vein, lets get high

One overdose and then you die

Insanity's your only friend

In the darkness there's no end

When you wake there's only pain

And one escape can spare the shame

Your breath comes slowly to you now

You try to speak but've forgotten how.

No life left inside your chest

It's too late for you, but not the rest

Author's Note

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