Heroine
Cocaine
Morphine
To number the pain
Getting addicted
To let go of shame
Alcohol
Painkillers
Anything that works
To take away
The anger
Relieve the hurt
A life of darkness
Of highs and lows
Synthetically
Induced
In an effort
To erase the memory
Of you
And what you did
That plunged me
Deep in this word
Of suffering
If my brokenheart
Don’t kill me
I am sure the drugs will
Then the pain
Will be gone.
I never hang around such places after competition on Saturdays. It is bad enough that decent blokes have had their kids subjected to witnessing drug use…. even worse I thought that kids had to see some ex professional with too much cash insistent that his bud is like ecstacy and works when he sticks it up his ass.
Cracks me up how mainstreamers have acceptable drug use patterns with their expenditure of disposable cash on weekends and think they are burning the candle both ends. Where are the low bottoms? The skid rowers? Survive and make a comeback from this and one gets treated as an even worse pariah than when we were teetering over the brink of life and death for a matter of years. Just read a drugs in (AND) sport piece of literature for the mainstream scenes. OMG… any young person who doesn’t drop out of sport and does their little local hero routine is as bout a hard unit as Billy Crystal. Why would a real athlete bother? Why would a real drug user bother? They should choose one or the other… no dishoner either way.. and weigh in as adults. Then again we have motorbike clubs with one motorbike between 13 members. The drug use I see around the locale probably gives morons slightly improved social skills and a topic worth talking about.
fauxcroft 
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