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It's Not A Habit

Lying down, tears flowing,

Cold & torn, no more emotions.

Day and night, breathe it in, pass it around.

Company's presence only to feel high.

 

Everyone's happy, so unique,

As we're all on the floor.

Nearly passing, so fatigue.

All of them gone, now all alone.

 

Skin's rotting away,

Beauty faded & lost.

It's not a habit,

It creates life.

 

It isn't an addiction, 

...Maybe, that's not right.

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  • Manda Kathryn Greeters member
    August 26

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    What I admire about this piece is you've expressed drug abuse and addiction to it well enough without actually naming the drug - sometimes that can be done when a poet is able to allow the poet to think "Well which drug?", this is done by the better poets like you others will name it and then the hint of 'mystery' that alludes the poem is gone ...

    Third stanza - utter brillance

    ♥
    Stay safe
    ~Manda


  • Phoenix Karkadann
    May 13

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    this is wise beyond your years ella.

    a very well though, and well structured piece of writing this is.

    great as always!

    luv ya


  • individuality gold member
    May 12

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    a good poem, ah when addicted to something the first thing all say is it is not a habit - i am not addicted to drink and cigarettes but they seem to pop into my life a lot


    • Morbid Mystery
      May 12
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      Thank you so much. You're right, many addicts say that it isn't a habit.
      Once again, thank you so much.