Fletcher Wright


Twisted Drugs, Twisted Love - Poem by Fletcher Wright

What is a drug?
Something you use?
Some type of escape?
Yes.
Lovely.
It make everything go blank
Like a white page
What is paper?
What do you use it for?
Ink.
What is ink for?
Writing.
Why do you write?
To give a message.
Why a message?
To communicate.
Why?
Because people are cowards.
What do people do when they are sad?
They cry
the weep
they show it.
They are just a mess,
Like the blender
torn up
just like people
because love isn't a give and take thing
love just takes
and takes, and takes, and takes
Until you're half empty glass is all gone


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 7, 2008



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