Addiction, Empty, Sorrow

October 19, 2010
By Anonymous

You slice the line- it cuts my heart,
Little round monster tearing us apart.
Thin white powder causing so much pain,
How much more until I go insane?

I didn’t deserve this kind of sorrow,
My strength will always be yours to borrow.
I want what is best for you,
But the only savior for us is if you pull through.

My love for you will never die,
I’m just sick of lie after lie.

The author's comments:
The drug addicts in my life inspired this by the sadness I felt due to it.

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