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
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Added on August 25, 2020 Last Updated on August 25, 2020 Tags: abuse, addict, slave driven, controlled, dark poetry, goth AuthorCoffeeVampierCedar City , UTAboutPoet 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..Writing
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