Who's the addict?

Who's the addict?

A Poem by CoffeeVampier

There are reasons you have no clue who I am
And I'm silent unlike the brain in me and the body I am
Your social experiments and the way you treat me less like a human
And your slave 
I hope to God I get out of this cave
And I did 
And I lost God
But even in my hell it wasn't as bad as your 
body screams
I'd relive the mental break
You broke me
I wasn't insane till you pulled a gun nearly on me
But you'll blame the medication 
But I've been in meditation 
And your snake like degrading
I'd rather bite the fruit of truth and evil
Than having to deal with you
drugs can bring you to the here and after

© 2020 CoffeeVampier


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Added on August 25, 2020
Last Updated on August 25, 2020
Tags: abuse, addict, slave driven, controlled, dark poetry, goth

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CoffeeVampier
CoffeeVampier

Cedar City , UT



About
Poet by trade master craftier at heart. Sinner and loser as a dark masked heart. Poetry by bleed and sun kills, walker preferred at night. A song writer in skill and a dancer on stage. Skorry by laugh.. more..

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A Poem by CoffeeVampier