Burned Out

A Poem by chandlerl

The lights have all gone out inside.
The legs are weak against the rising tide.
The smoke rises and dissipates.
All the while the needle sinks in, the ambulance will come too late.
The girls fate is already sealed
when that dope was readily dealed.
Condemned from the first time,
she did that first, fatal line.
She was clean and sober for many a year,
till it got to her, the tears and fears.
The fear of truly, being clean,
with nothing upon, which to lean.
She turned back to her drug,
a terminal and deadly bug.
One day she took a pill
and had a drink, which even she, would've admitted was past her fill.
She took that shot of meth,
shortly thereafter caught her death.
Another victim another me,
laid to bed, finally at peace, from her misery.

© 2013 chandlerl

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A.E. Surdam

I love you rhyme scheme. The rhyming itself flows and takes away the darkness, it's as if you're caught within the poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago

FocusedAmnesia

Very interesting, especially with the dark subject matter

Posted 12 Years Ago

LostandAlone

Hm... This was a very interesting write... I really liked this, because I can relate to it on a very personal level... Beautiful write...

Posted 12 Years Ago

Adam Lebzo -RonninWarri..

interested indeed!

Posted 12 Years Ago

Bitter Overdose

This reminds me I recently watched a lot of heartache filled documentaries on drugs, and the lies they told to the cameras of how they want to recover, but they really don't, because maybe the drug is the only thing they have worth waking up for. Maybe drug is the only way out - you can't pre-judge why one needs it. So this is really heart-twisting to read and to understand fully. Well done and thanks for sharing.