Club 27 has reached capacity but the suicide epidemic is still a catastrophe
Drugs are still taken as if they were candy
And if you are addicted, the government calls you hopeless
Imprison you instead of give you help
Even though your addiction is already your prison cell
You'll be left to rot even if you become well
Because society treats you like your stupid now
For how could you become addicted in the first place
And if you died they wouldn't even say 'what a shame'
For all you are would be another statistic
Nobody cares unless your a celebrity, it's very sadistic.
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Poems on a dark night 🖤
PoesiaPoems. Mostly written at night. Inspired by some of life's biggest tragedy's or questions. Just trying to make art out of my thoughts and I would really appreciate any reads and votes this book may get. 🌸🥀🌹👠🌴🍃🌻🌼🌞🌚🖤👽💀👻🤘🏼
