Addicted Poem by danielle loven

he has deceived you all
standing proud and standing tall
but i can look past that and i can see
how different someone can really be
above that artificial smile he wears
are eyes full of hurt and despair
waiting to get home so he can get his aid
pack it in tightly, hit it, now he's ok
his only friend has now become
the drug which made him this golden one
he seems to be happy & fine but instead
his zombie eyes can prove he is dead
he'll never be the same boy i knew
all because of that addiction that grew.