Poem: sober


i don’t know what is real
only dreams can make me feel
only highs make me steal
only sobriety can really heal

i crave another hit
of anything i can get
just to run and get away
from pain and ache I satiate

and all the effort to escape
was just digging myself a deeper grave
with smoke i choke and suffocate
a chemically dependent slave

and now i need to get
but my life is halfway over
with nothing at all to show for
my struggles
with no closure


Very good!

Your writing hits hard. I can tell by reading it that you put your personal experiences into it.


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