trying to feel my days with something:anything
to fill my head
or clear it again
i kno i'll go back to the drugs
fake hugs and shrugs
make up my societal times
my social life
my socital eye isblinded
cataracts and clouds
is it so bad to be senseless?
or should i sense this
as what it is
could this be/ whatever?
not be
something that should or should not
something nice
something weak
something easy
1 comment:
What a wonderful poem about how a drug user feels towards friends, people. I know this feeling quite well. A total lack of interest in anything normal.......dead eyes that seem forever.
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