A night of drugs and abuse – K.B

No pity please, this is my fight. 

 

 

A night of drugs and abuse

 

 

 

Flegmatic in abuse,
Tonight is lonely
In phase with
Sunday’s night
Abuse , the blues
Before monday.

Alone, what
A luxury !
I can remain
In hell on my
Own

Strangled
Throat
Heavy body

No desire
To do
Anything
Either

Floating
In limbo
Barely
Feeling
My limbs

The head is
Full
Of vague
Ideas

Of blood too

I have to resist
This torture
Without knowing
What to say

As I’ve known
Paradise
I will know
Hell

Suffering
Has no
Limit

As pleasures
Have a vast array
So does pain

I have to resist
And go deep
Into the night
With my painkillers

Therefore I won’t complain
There’s a vast array
Of pain too
It can get worse
If it gets too hard
I’ll tap on the carpet
To end the fight

Vitals are stable
The mind is tired
It needs to get sick,
To get full ,
To suffer,
Only for tonight

Until the next
Charity
Comes my way.

The whole thing
Is not to make
A show out
Of myself,

To limit
The consequence.
The music’s blaring
Maybe I’ll get
To ecstasy
Like a saint.

But nobody’s
Entitled to
Anything
Therefore

I will get to
Know hell
As I’ve known
Paradise.

We used to
Have plenty
Of food

Nothing is pleasing
Nor pleasant

We dance like
The damned
Looking for
A fix, a kick
To trigger
Emotion

And assume
Life in a healthy
Way.

I will get to know
Hell
Like I’ve known
Paradise.

Don’t worry,
Life’s wide,

Wether it be anal
Or eternal.

 

 

K.B

 
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