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What do I do?

So…

I ran out of weed 3 days ago

and I’m going through, what I can only imagine

are with-drawl symptoms.

 

What do I do?

about this hunger for righteousness

that tells me I must mutilate myself

on stage, in front of everyone.

Just for people to listen.

 

What do I do?

about these waves of furry

that push and pull like the tide

every few minutes or so…

 

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substance abuse

Bark and Bare

a lone tree, hollowed and rotted through.

the wind blows, the senses dulled.

the fires have long since passed,

the truth revealed in the glimpses past all the dead branches.

 

The promise of Spring can’t come soon enough.

my branches long for the warmth,

clothed in leaves and bearing fruit of plenty.

The day will come, there is no doubt of that,

but when?

 

But as ...

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you know how it go(freeform)

pull out thre trigger u know how it go 

call up lil leek cuz he still got that 4

when I'm down bad I do not got nopbody

release all my problems when I drink this bottle 

still fucking hoes man I just fucked this model 

nobody know about all of my problems 

call up tequila u know she gon solve it 

I wanna stop drinking but I got nobody 

I try to reach out but they always dec...

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A Pattern of Substance Misuse in Rural Texas

You were always object lesson,
Never role model, and I only knew
I should never be like you.
Your death was early and tragic,
As expected, your last conscious
Moments spent reaching for the door
Of a home engulfed in flame.

Through tear-filled eyes,
Those who had nothing but
Criticism for you when alive
Expressed their own shock and
Grief with a final tinge of judgment.
“If it had an...

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Exuberance

Blunt after blunt

Beer after beer

My attempts to drown the pain do nothing as

The joy in my life slips from my grasp

Shot after shot

Numb to my emotions and logic

I’ll double down on my agony

Burn bridges half built and cut poorly tied ties

All in the name of self-improvement

Something that never comes and never will

Why would I let myself grow

When I could continu...

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