✍︎︎ Dree’s Writing Drip

Obviously I can’t blame anyone for my addiction.

I tend to live my life in loathing contradiction.

Always having dreams, wanting things, & setting goals w/o completion.

When will it end?..

The thought of my future has faded to say the least.

Is addiction or sobriety my personal feared beast?

I’m weak & to me? It’s fucking pathetic.

The lustful rock comes to mind?

I just can’t help but ride it’s dick.

Shocking but not new news.

I won’t get wet to crack, heron, or those disgusting ass blues.

More dangerous substances really know how to make me cum.

There’s substance reminders on how to become dumb.

Xanax & alcohol too, make me emotionally numb.

The killers.

So man fuck trying to understand piece of shit drug dealers.

When they’re nothing but the opposite of those who are human healers.

Opening doors for people, just to get paid?

What a fucking turn off.