Needful Injections Poem by Dennis Fausz

Needful Injections3: 15Am
Soaking these shards in a silver spoon,
Last shot was at mid-night,
This shot's for noon.

Riding these tracks along my veins,
Please don't let me miss and feel the pain.

My hands are all shaky,
I miss the first couple of times,
I want this shot so badly,
Tears are flowing freely from my eyes.

2nd Injection
Finally I hit,
Do so,
Let me,
Explain.
The feeling I feel as this meth mixes with this blood sloshing around inside my, veins.
A cold tingly feeling rises and explodes into my chest,
A sudden cough snatches away my breath,
A tidal wave, of bitter medicinal taste,
A violent flash,
A grand splash,
As cold sweat develops and starts dripping down,
My face.
2nd Night
Lost in ambitions and dreams,
Drawing and sketching with remarkable ease.
Positive thoughts swim through my brain,
Finally able to focus on something other than this terrible pain.
Abandoned me yes,
The feelings did,
Suddenly but not finally,
I could forget,
The radiance and fullness of her pretty face
And how she moved her body with such a casual grace.

3rd Night
I'm sure I'm being followed by someone,
Throughout the day!
The sheriffs?
The Marshals?
The D.E.A.?
I dare not tell anyone for I fear they'll say 'you're just being paranoid! Everything's going to be okay! '

4th Day
Sun so bright! ,
Bag so dry! ,
I start on my trek to refill my supply.
4th Night

Monsters come and fill the streets,
What a horror they are!
Sometimes I sit and watch them
From the safety from of afar.
Sometimes I try to join them,
Until I plainly see,
Under the sodium vapors,
Is a plain and empty street.

5th Day
My thumb,
My big toe
And
My face is all numb.
My mouth is dry.
People stare at me like I'm stupid but to me,
It is they who are dumb.
My eye's feel like they are going to bleed.
Vague is the feeling that somebody is still stalking me.

As the sun melts down,
Purple ink fills the sky,
Vanished is the feeling that I'm going to die and so
Out comes the needle.
It's time to get high.

5th Night
Finding no slammers to be in company of,
I find myself in a room fool of smokers
Each finding
For a dub.
Feeling no greed for the fact is that I'm already high.
I break out a gram and fill their pipes
Now everyone's talking,
Now everyone's high,
Now everyone's living a wonderful life.

It's four in the morning,
The sun will be coming up soon.
I'm starting to feel like the joke of the room.
Maybe I'm loony?
Maybe life's a cartoon-I'm losing touch with reality to.

6th Day

The suns finally up but I can't feel its flames. I'm wearing a sweater to shield the holes along my veins,
Along each sleeve,
What a shame to see,
Are the,
Blooming red flowers,
Called blood stains.
I'm ever so sure other people can read my thoughts.
Even more frightening is the
Thought
Of these perusing
Cops.
I think they want me back in a box ever so forgotten behind a lock. Surly I'm paranoid but maybe, just maybe I'm not.

6th Night
I haven't eaten anything these past
nights and day's
It hurts when I breathe, yet so,
still I smoke weed.
So I can eat,
So I can think about,
if it's such a good idea that I go
to sleep?

Surly if I sleep, the cops will raid and if they raid surly I'm going back to that dreaded place. Surly if I sleep, I'll have some dreams and if I dream, surly I'll see her cheating face.
Surly if I sleep...
Surly if I sleep..
Surly if I sleep..
Surly if I sleep.
Surly if I slee
Surly if I sle
Surly if I sl
1st day
My eye lids are glued shut as I awake,
I'm coverd with sweat and I'm starting to shake.
So I fill up my bowl for a wake and bake which stirs up feelings of hunger and so I eat and so I'm starting to think maybe, just, maybe things are going to be okay? !

2nd,3rd and 4th Day Sober

I seen her on the bus
there we had a big fuss
because,
I didn't day hi, why should I greet her if she's sitting with some other guy? !

I tried to draw today it was like my visions and ambitions were erased from my brain. I tried to read. I tried to sleep. I tried to walk. I tried to write. I tried to run. Most of all I tried to forget her and the her before her and so on.- Memories pollute my mind and love and drugs made me blind.- God please grant me the strength and will power to keep me from using today and keep me out of that dreaded place. (2/26/2012 Khaos Tripp)