Time is now passing slowly by
The pain of withdrawal makes me cry
Nothing in my life ever felt that good
I’m not junkie scum, just misunderstood
If my life was better, I’d never have strayed
On the straight and narrow, I’d have stayed
Nothing to look forward to on any given day
I contemplated life, didn’t want to stay
No pleasure in living, just lots of pain
Picked up a needle, soon found a vein
Living my life in a drug induced haze
Helped me survive intolerable days
Without the drugs, there’s nowhere to hide
My only other option is to suicide
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I would like to translate this poem
Love life however bitter it may be. When ever you want to take drugs take a glass of cold icy water and swallow it suddenly Have a nice bath in cold water and have a cup of green tea It will refresh you and imagine the beautiful scenes in your surroundings and write poems