Me
 

My body hurts
Like tiny knives
Stabbing me all over
I lay still
Movement prevokes the pain
The codene isnt working
Nothing works
No matter how much i take

Im not dependent
Im not strung out
At least i dont think i am
I feel like my body is rejecting me
Everything is breaking
I try but i cant fix myself
Im falling apart
Slowly yet fully consumming myself
In pain

Sad poem. When things go bad and there's no love to be had, it's hard to know what to do and in which direction to go.

good stuff! -I always enjoy reading your work

You write soooo good. Thanks for sharing your emotions with us.

That's a wonderful way of putting words to something so sad.