Chemical hooks

Chemical hooks,
That have us,
As prisoner,
Have us as,
Hostage,
With nothing,
To live for.
Like an alarm bell,
Inside of,
Our mind,
Text off a dealer,
Gives a temporary shine.
No need to worry,
About,
tomorrow,
when in less,
Than an hour,
You'll have,
No sorrow,
Or morals.
Caught like a hamster,
Inside of a wheel,
No way to feel,
But plenty to steal.
Are we stealing,
Parts of,
Ourselves,
Bits and pieces,
Of being,
Rotten on shelves.
Pumped full of chemicals
I don't give a damn,
Cause I am,
Infected,
And,
Happy in hell.
 
World Wide Wez