Poem -

Why can't you afford surgery

Why can't you afford surgery

I am a pain killer
Can you guess what kind

I am the one that cuts you up inside
I have many effects

Constipation
Nausea
Vomiting
Mood swings
Hallucinations

Ripping up floor boards
Chasing fake fires
Smelling smoke in your brain
​​​People are liars

Paranoia
Fucked up desires
Like sacrificial genocide

Fatigue
Sleep
Wake in the night 
Craving my bitter capsule
Put me in whiskey
It Gets me to the heart 
Quickly

Heavy breathing 
Palpation
Trip to the hospital
Can't afford surgery
More medication.

Alleviate your pain
Keep you down
Take me NOW.
TAKE ME NOW
YOU JUNKIE
ILL FUCK YOU UP
TURN YOUR LIFE UPSIDEDOWN

TAKE ME AND ILL TAKE YOU TO A DARK PLACE, AT LEAST YOU WONT BE IN PAIN, YOU TIRED DISGRACED FACE.

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Syd

A quality write Gerard that I can somewhat relate to.

- Syd 

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