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Addiction

Regarding feeling sad, scared, alone, and defeated; being surrounded by people who have no desire to heal and wish to stay numb.

By Natalie YaruPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
Addiction
Photo by Sasha Freemind on Unsplash

I pray for strength and soundness of mind,

Love never wins,

Now drugs win every time.

I’ve seen a father forfeit first-born son,

For booze and needles, sex and drugs,

Love never wins,

Now drugs win every time.

I am technically no one,

I am no hero, a savior of none,

I am no one’s first-born son,

Love never wins,

Now drugs win every time.

To care or feel has become too much,

All are afraid of leaving their crutch,

Fear and pain have overgrown such,

That we have lost the human touch,

Love never wins,

Now drugs win every time.

Alone I trudge on towards the future,

Helplessly patching up the sutures,

Of bleeding hearts, and angry suitors,

I know by now that my efforts are useless,

This time, I wish to evade their abuses,

Love never wins,

Now drugs win every time.

I’ve felt the hardship to remain,

Alone, self-soothing for the pain,

No easy feat, I must complain,

If from their vices they’d refrain,

Perhaps they’d also see the gain,

For feelings they’d have less disdain,

Love never wins,

Now drugs win every time.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Natalie Yaru

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