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Drug
My mind is awake
it never sleeps
Keeps me awake at night
and in the day, weak
I can't control
where it goes
My morbid thought
only my mind knows
The messed up things
I like to do
I turn my heart off
when I go through
the things I drink
The things I take
the happiness
I try to create
My bleeding nose
My darkened eyes
Hide my apathy
Behind lies
The edge of cliff
way past the line
and no one can save me from me
this time.
I'm sorry for the loss. I've
I'm sorry for the loss. I've had family members pass away in that form. You're poem was well written.. Great job.