The needle and the damage done.

You stuck the needle in your veins

once more.

Watching as your blood becomes 

one with the drug,

waiting,

wanting,

so bad you can taste it.

I'M ALIVE!! your body screams out, 

i'm alive.

But what you feel, isn't what i see,

Your pale lifeless skin,

looks like death knocking at your door,

Nodding off as you speak some mumbled words,

The needle marks, 

still fresh with blood,

tells a story,

of your loved ones,

you've left behind.

Your heart pumps toxins,

and soon those toxins will kill you.

And when that time comes

and it will,

Will you be saying i'm alive then?

Reviews

[J.R.]

Wow, I'm speechless. The needle and the false sense of rebirth

[Art Sun]

the addict never realizes the pain caused to others...is interest is only the high...and when it ends the high and his life...there is no more high...nice work on this view of addition...

[Bare trees]

Addictions are like roadblocks to any further progress in life. Their power is too strong for some to overcome and they just waste away even though they know what their doing is wrong. They become blind in a way. How they even start is beyond me. Nice poem, the song of the same name is good too.

[scott]

Very Powerful

[Tony]

Wow, powerful write with a strong impact and message. Great work-- words that need to be heard.

[Calypso]

Its sad that this does happen. Good writing.