Poem -
Drugs on the Inside, Bruises and Cuts on the Outside
She lies there on the floor,
Drugs in her veins,
Monster in her mind.
Sheβs begging for help,
He comes in and holds her
While she cries.
He sees the deep scratches and bruises on her arms,
And the drugs on on the edge
Of the table,
He starts to cry,
Asking her why
Why she would do this to herself?
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She says it takes away the pain,
It gives her freedom for that
One second,
Like..she doesnβt have to fight for
Her life anymore.
But the problem was she did,
This was killing her.
She was dying a little bit more
Every time that needle went
Through her vein,
Every time that blade
Sliced her fragile, porcelain skin.
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Ollie this is well written and such a hard subject to write about, but there are so many who feel this pain, either as a user or as the observer. Numbing that pain always seems easier then feeling it, but the only way out is going inside and through it. Good job with this harsh and hurting reality. Blessings, Rebecca
Thank you, Rebecca. Much love, XOXO.
Wow!! OLLIE!!..... an outstanding piece .....speaking directly to that which only "cutters" and "addicts" can truly understand...... the fact that this is so well written says something about the author's understanding and control over the content....... unbelievable purge!!.......I Love that you did this.... it could potentially help so many.......ALL STARS....PINNED......well conceived & BEAUTIFULLY delivered!!....... your cyber-friend and admirer........T xo.Β ?
Thank you so much, Tony. That means so much to me, ya know? Much love, XOXO.
this is heart rendering I am going to cry..... :(
well written beautiful write.
It takes a minute to sink in, sweetheart. Much love, XOXO.