As I Do Stupid Things

As I smoke to replace

The air in my lungs

I struggle to keep the haze

Out of my mind

 

As I wait for the pills

To flow through my veins

I struggle to keep bad thoughts

From going to my brain

 

As I let the blood

Trickle down my skin

I struggle to Keep from crying

Knowing I’ve let my demons win

 

As I do these things

With despair in my eyes

I struggle to keep silent

And do nothing but cry

 

-CL

Jun27’14

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