Two years and Two weeks

Cold shivers run up my forearms

 

The headache is edging its way in

 

Insomnia is an understatement 

 

I know I haven't slept in 72 hours

 

My gifts are wasted and my possessions are pawned

 

The circles under my eyes biblically represent death

 

And now, finally

 

 

My dreams are filled with powders 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

addiction

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  Nearly all of us have

 

Nearly all of us have addictions... even meat is addicitve from the trioxypurie or uric acid in it which is stronger than caffeine or dioxypurine

 

your poem is powerful   victory for you and for the 90% of the world

which is addicted to drugs or food or sex or video games or tv etc etc