In shadows deep, where darkness weaves its cloak,
A teenager trembles, her spirit aching, broke.
For within her heart, a fire burns untamed,
A desperate search for solace, her soul's ingrained.
In the depths of despair, she found her silent plea,
Seeking refuge from the torment that bled so free.
A loaded pill, a joint's embrace, a momentary grasp,
Xanax and Marijuana offered respite, a fragile clasp.
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The Interplay between Addiction and Depression
PoetryThese are some poems I wrote as a 16 year old girl fighting depression and anxiety on a daily basis while turning to her addiction of Xanax and Marijuana as a place of solace. I found the light at the end of the tunnel...I see it burning bright...I...
