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The Beautiful Pharmaceutical (Part 2)

The Beautiful Pharmaceutical (Part 2)

Beautiful pharmaceutical 
How I miss

The calming effect
Of your soothing kiss

You were predictable like sunrise 
Every time you'd deliver
 
My head was stuck in the sand
With regards to my liver

It's only been two months now
But how I miss...

The warmth of your glow 
Your reassuring bliss

The occasional memory lapses 
Were a small price to pay 

For quick firing synapses 
That I relied on everyday
​​​​​​
I could see in the shadows
Hear over the din

​​​​​​But soon after you left.......

That's when the fog rolled in 

What I would now give to hear
The sweet pop of your blister pack

You were the chiropractors touch
To an aching back

You combined like an enzyme 
With the chemicals in my brain

Insecurities and insomnia 
Were the beasts to be slain

Now self doubt builds 
Until the point where I can't stand it

I feel naked and afraid 
Without your pale blue comfort blanket 

You kept me well balanced
My negative emotions under control

Without you I am incomplete 
An arse with no hole

Out of place and ridiculous 
Like a cow with no udders 

Changing my skin like a Chameleon 
So as not to offend others 

So I secretly yearn for your safe return.... ​​​​​

If you were to return now
I'd have everything to gain.....

And everything to loose

Someday we'll meet again
My best friend 
My muse

(Part 1 is on page three for anyone who gives a shit. Lol) - Thanks for reading 

 

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prowess Ink

Yes, a double edge sword indeed. I've had my fare share, and addiction can eat people alive. Specially in your darkest hours. Addiction was like a uncle waiting to give me my first thrill. Being my whole family just about had him hanging around. Before I could crawl. I guess it's our generation. Even though a regretful knife in the back. Somehow we still keep addiction. Like a wallet full a cash. As quickly it's arrives. That fucker pulls the rug out from under us. Luckily I was able to treat it like a ex. Leaving that hot mess in the past lol! Great write!

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Syd

Cheers prowess, I love your open and honest reply. I've never been physically addicted to anything, not even cigarettes, but mental addictions are different. I'd love to also say that I've moved on and divorced all my demons but that's simply not true. I'm not as reckless as I was ten years ago so I suppose that's a good thing. I'm glad I've never tried hard drugs such as herion. I'd make a lousy smack head.

​​​​Take care - Syd 

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