The Drug Poem by Laura arwen

The Drug



Maybe the drug is
a remedy for the
personal problems but
the drug is a bad medicine
The drug is
like a kiss
The drug is
a tragic
obsession
The drug is
a lethal arm
for who uses it
Many people spend their
money for the drug
The drug makes
at the unconsciousness
The drug destroys
the life with
the death
I believe that
the drug does
the negative things
like the destruction
of soul
With the drug aren't
the hopes
Who engages the
drug hasn't got
the bounce and
the faith
The drug is
a fever
With the drug
every war I
haven't won
The drug isn't
a way or
a journey
With the drug
there isn't need
the confession
The drug spoils
all people
I replaced for
the use the
drug
The drug feels
the real being
The drug rows
with law
The drug appears
in the squalid streets
Who engages the
drug is a
servant for it
The drug is
a mental disease
and provokes the laziness
The drug doesn't
create harmony
between the people
of around the world

Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: drugs
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