Booze. Pills. Heroin. Dope.
Substances are the only way I can cope.
Vodka. Oxy. Tar. Speed.
All of these drugs are all that I really need.
Beer. Norcos. Black. Clear.
All of these drugs to block all of these tears.
Rum. Dilaudid. Hop. Ice
I’m numb to this pain and it feels really nice.
Broken. Troubled. Hurt. Lost
Feels almost like love at a much lower cost .
Drink. Pop. Smoke. A line.
Im stuck in a world
Where,
drugs tell me
I’m fine.
















