If I'M Supposed To Quit. - Poem by Josh Brabender
Ah! The dreams, they haunt me so.
Yet I look forward to sleeping, though
If there's ever been a relationship more love/hate
Mines the worst, As I'm in this current mind state
I'm supposed to quit and everyone tells me
And I won't deny it, I actually agree
But, the problem seems to lie in me as I do lie asleep
Dreams of use all through the night make me want to weep
I wish someone would tell me why
I can't shake these things no matter how I try
In treatment, they call this hell simple acute withdrawal
Cute my ass, in my treatment, I think I’ve found a flaw.
The Age old battle rages between my heart and mind.
And if these wondrous dreams keep up, I think I'll end up wined.
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