Our many vices
Our many drugs
Addiction is abound
We inhale
And we consume
And we repeat
From our first
To our last
Our little buzzes
Taking off our many edges
The fats, and the carbs
The people, and the places
And the sugar and the sugar
And the sugar and the sugar
Our bodies crave
The uppers or downers
All these things
Ultimately ending in loss
Why stop?
Consequences not immediately visible
Are no consequences at all
YOU ARE READING
Nothing I can do...
PoesieThis is the collection of poetry that I've written over several months which I will be releasing in parts.
