Strung Out
A Poem by
mel
heroin diaries
stay up in bed
just to nod off
to your book
stay up
in the living room
just to burn holes
in your couch
one is too many
and a thousand
is never enough
falling graces
losing touch
the fringes of reality
begin to blur
careless
clueless
helpless
you're trying to read
but you keep
dropping your book
you light a cigarette
but you forget to
inhale
exhale,
"we're strung out, babe
and I don't want to be."
© 2020 mel
Reviews
this is very good. i felt it all. very deep and realistic ...
Posted 4 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
4 Years Ago
Thank you for your review!
Strung out and not wanting to be. Careless. Clueless. Helpless. This one puts you right inside a drug induced stupor. If only people seeking to experiment could read this first. Well done.
Posted 4 Years Ago
Strung out and not wanting to be. Careless. Clueless. Helpless. This one puts you right inside a drug induced stupor. If only people seeking to experiment could read this first. Well done.
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
4 Years Ago
That just made me so happy to read. Thank you, thank you, thank you
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Added on April 19, 2020
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helpless ,
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inhale ,
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strung
Author
mel Flint, MI
About
I read, write and listen to folk music. Oh, and I'm made of stars.
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