Post by fugitive247 on Nov 13, 2007 10:13:54 GMT -5
This addict's gotta cope
with this world without dope -
and man, what a mess it can be.
Life on life's terms
is a rank can of worms
when struggling to live it drug-free.
It's still easier to stay clean
than it is just to get clean,
but I didn't sign up for this shit...
On our way to the store
my family of four
got a double rear-ended hit.
WHAM-BAM-SCREEEEE!!!
Blue flash - God help me!
Can't tell the brake from the gas.
Roof and head meet,
thrown down into the seat
on a spine that's already trashed.
Herniated discs
was last month's Dx
from a nightmarish MRI.
Now the pain is so bad
and I'm so fucking mad
'cause if I use I may as well die.
It's hard to get grateful
when thrown such a platefull
of misery no one deserves.
Faith can't hold a candle
to this pain I can't handle
from emotions and physical nerves.
Hurts to lay, stand or sit.
Scared to take a shit,
and I wish I could just hug my boys.
Plus I hobble like a cripple,
but these are only a ripple
in my sea of life's now denied joys.
© fugitive247
Non-commercial personal "Fair Use" granted with proper citation.
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For the record: Today marks consecutive daily reprieve #4,538 (and a million nights).
And yes, sometimes the phone really does seem to weigh 50 lbs.
with this world without dope -
and man, what a mess it can be.
Life on life's terms
is a rank can of worms
when struggling to live it drug-free.
It's still easier to stay clean
than it is just to get clean,
but I didn't sign up for this shit...
On our way to the store
my family of four
got a double rear-ended hit.
WHAM-BAM-SCREEEEE!!!
Blue flash - God help me!
Can't tell the brake from the gas.
Roof and head meet,
thrown down into the seat
on a spine that's already trashed.
Herniated discs
was last month's Dx
from a nightmarish MRI.
Now the pain is so bad
and I'm so fucking mad
'cause if I use I may as well die.
It's hard to get grateful
when thrown such a platefull
of misery no one deserves.
Faith can't hold a candle
to this pain I can't handle
from emotions and physical nerves.
Hurts to lay, stand or sit.
Scared to take a shit,
and I wish I could just hug my boys.
Plus I hobble like a cripple,
but these are only a ripple
in my sea of life's now denied joys.
© fugitive247
Non-commercial personal "Fair Use" granted with proper citation.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
For the record: Today marks consecutive daily reprieve #4,538 (and a million nights).
And yes, sometimes the phone really does seem to weigh 50 lbs.
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