my mind is taken aback
to the days where i would sit in school
as my mom spoke to me about the
dangers of drugs
she'd call them
monsters
mom,
you described how they'd ruin your teeth
but never mentioned how they'd lie steal and cheat
mom,
you said from the inside they'd rip you apart
but you never described the pain they'd cause your heart
mom,
drugs aren't the monsters you find on the streets
the monsters are the ones with dark eyes and a heartbeat
he caused me hurt and broke all of me
the only relief was drugs, was weed
so i sit here high and i speak the truth
the cure to pain are the monsters from my youth
YOU ARE READING
between the lines
Poetryfalling asleep to the sound of broken promises and to the smell of toxicity
