Random Illicit Drug

Person view of a drug

This random illicit drug,
It runs through my blood.
It gives such warmth,
It can not be shrugged.
It makes you feel abnormal,
It is unreal.
You can live without this random illicit drug,
But why should it be shrugged
It can be fun.
It can be dumb.
It can heal.
It could even derail.
People they will lecture,
Will you listen?
I won't,
I will run.
I want that random drug.
That random drug feels me with love.
Peace in my mind,
For this one time.
I take a breath of what feels to be real,
Breath out white smoke,
And begin to choke.
Is it the smoke that is making me choke?
Or is it my mind that has me choked?
Do you understand?!
Will you understand?!
Where do you stand?!
Cause where I stand, I do understand.
That random illicit drug.

Author's Note

I don't expect everyone to like this, there maybe a few mistakes.

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