I pop them out of
their little foil wrappers
and hold them in
my shaking hands
It's strange to think
that these colorful little
pills can make me feel
so empty, so numb
I pack the bowl full
of green heaven and
light the match,
burning up my sanity
It's so odd to think
that this dried out
plant can make my
mind melt so completely
I open it up and pour
myself another glass
of liquid courage,
draining it over and over
It's crazy to think
that this open bottle
can make my body
seem so weightless
By; hopelessdreamer
Source; all poetry
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