My mom once told me
"Never do drugs."
I remember hearing the sincerity in her voice.
She was probably not the best person to be telling me that, for hypocrisies sake.
I enjoyed counting the days when she was clean
The most I ever got to was...well, to tell you the truth, I don't remember.
It was so long ago and I haven't seen it since.
At least not in person.
That's the funny thing about knowing how to read social cues,
You
Never
Stop.
And the cues of a relapsing drug addict roar louder than a hurricane
And that's just through text messaging.
Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is
Don't do drugs.
You don't want those close to you to have to count the days you're clean.
Because it hurts when they have to start over.
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Poetry of a Young Mind
PoesiaIt's exactly what it sounds like. My teachers and friends have pushed at me for years to expose my poetry to more than just them and myself so....that's what this is. I actually don't write a lot of poems about being Trans, but you might find one o...
