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DRUG SICK

Riddled with rigors and shaking chills

The bottles are empty; I’m out of pills

 

My life is disgusting the end waits for me

Nose diving off Fentanyl I’ve paid the fee

 

I have no life without a drug

This is the end pull out the plug

 

A life of suffering comes down to this fact

I am addicted to dope I’m a caged rat

 

Drugs, I can’t live with them

Drugs, I can’t live without them

 

Twisting and turning within a double bind

I once saw life, but now I’m blind   

 

I’m mired in vomit and piss

Nothing exists that I’ll miss

 

There is one way out

I have lost my last bout

 

I’ve crossed the line, too late to change now

I can’t reverse it I’ll take my last bow

 

Touch my hand it’s moist and cold

I’m out of cards it’s time to fold

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