17 Days

17 Days

A Poem by Chase

It took me 17 days to stop.
17 days to stop all the pill popping,
cocaine snorting
chain smoking
over-drinking
oh-so-damn depressing
drug abuse.
I had been like this for three years? Maybe more.
Everything was good, until I hit
rock
bottom.
More drinking
More pills
More cocaine
More humiliation
More denial
More suicidal thoughts
More      suicidal      tendencies
More                 suicidal                actions.
17 days of hell
17 days of torture
17 days of misery
17 days means 365 (and more) days of freedom.

© 2015 Chase


Author's Note

Chase
this is about Gerard Way and his drug addiction and alcoholism.

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Chase
Chase

Yokosuka, Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan



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