(sic)

some say sickness

is the truths in pills

my alternative defeats

all thrills

what i found

what i found

whole in my stomach

face full of pain

every time i turn away

everytime you look at my again

i feel disgusted

it makes me ill

some channel this laugh of mine

takes control of time

what i found

what i found

before you know it im back to it again

close your eyes and recognize

you will find me in your disgrace

this alternative will cure you

pain gone with no pill

just pure will

somtimes the greatist

help is when you try

it's no secret but its sacred

your broken lies

your heart will die

in the service of my pain

you will find me in distress

you will never

never know the truth

to your disease

not my fault

not my fault

not my fault

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is  really about a  time  in my life where  i  just got out of a relationship and i started to  abuse  drugs Thinking it  would fill the gap... it didn't.

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Dude, I read a bunch of your poems, and they're all so awesome. The way you have your rhyme scheme set up is so interesting and very melodic. It's quite easy to read though. You also have a very incredible way of getting what you want to say across with your use of words, and I admire your skill a lot. I would comment on more...but that would get repetitive because from the ones I've read, they're all equally as astonishing, so uhh...yeah.