What's more important?
To anybody who struggles with the same issues.
What’s more important than doing drugs and getting high?
I’m not gonna lie, there’s nothing.
The emotions that you body and mind feel, mainly bad, can be masked by a twenty dollar bill and a razor blade.
The mentality that everybody else is above you, brings you so low that you’ll take or do anything to feel high again.
The lack of love in your heart and the lack of motivation in your soul, gives your body no choice but to temporarily cover your emotions.
What’s the big deal?
I think to myself, my parents want me to be happy, yet they get pissed and disappointed when I do what takes me away from the pain.
I mean really, I mean really. It’s not that big of a deal to find your son motionless on his bed tripped out of his fucking mind.
No, no big deal at all.
So what’s more important?
Listening to everybody tell you what you’re doing wrong as if you think you’re doing everything right, or stealing money from your mom’s purse so you can go buy a gram and zone those voices out?
I don’t even have to answer.
As I look around, I see demons crying by my side, as I look up I see angels laughing to my face, and as I look down I see tears and blood mocking my every feeling.
But when I clean my gums and close my eyes, they all disappear.
I know I’m not alone. I know that at least one person reading this feels the exact same way. And to that person, whether it be on or multiple, I want you to answer a simple question...
What’s more important?
(2014)
A simple 1st and 3rd person poem about drug usage. I like to see it as a comparison between me feeling the guilt and my feeling of not caring about anything besides me.
