Therapy
Temporary Highs Can Turn Into Life Long Complications
She Lets Me Dream,
While I’m Awake…
She Becomes My Mottled Reality
Everyday…
I Live Gloomily In A Terrible Fate,
Although I Devise To Changed My Ways,…
Her Intoxication Is What I Try To Escape-
Direly His Drug Is My Love,
Keep Me Calm, By Making Me Forget
Where I Am…
He Is My High, Although He Ruins Families,
And Also Communicates Too…
He Is No Good To My Health,
But He Vows To Rescue Me…
Compound They Are Addictive,
Opposing To Her Dreams,
But Oppressive From His Thrills,
It’s Not Easy,
But Sobriety Is The Way To Live…
Don’t Just Say No To Drugs,
Also Count Your Drinks-
No Longer Can I Use Them
As My Therapy-
About the Creator
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)
“ Public Diary, of an Urban Poet
🎉I am an Actor, Model, Writer, and Entrepreneur ❤️❤️🙏
You Send Tip$🍀 ❤️😉Send Hearts and Add insights if you'd like 😍 ✨💯😉❗



Comments (1)
Good work. It seems that you or someone is learning a lot from therapy.