Baby Got it Bad

Baby Got it Bad

A Poem by Jacqueline

 

Baby Got it Bad

i’m aching all over
can’t get warm
too many tears spilling
on bed sheets
i’m in the eye of the
storm
the phone refuses to
ring
my cigarette is burning
in the ashtray
my world is falling apart-
i didn’t get my fix
today

i can’t get it together
i’ve taken too many
aspirins within an
hour
a glass of scotch is
glued to my right hand
i haven’t eaten in two
days
i need a long hot shower-
fixing the mess which is
me
requires so much power

this state i’m in
makes me want to
peel my
skin
love and/or drugs
i’m crippled by my
addiction(s)

 

© 2008 Jacqueline


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This is powerful stuff, drug addiction is always an interesting topic to me.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Jacqueline
Jacqueline

Mineola, NY



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