I’m a junkie;
Parading around town, like a diseased monkey
I’m respectfully called a drug addict
Cocaine and heroin are running in my veins, is what you can easily predict
These drugs somehow had ‘Me’ handpicked
I had been totally hypnotized by it’s aura and tricked
Cos no one is born with any addiction
I started relying on them, because of my own broken conviction
I admit I was weak; this temptation is what I could not resist
Bitten by this drug snake, via which venom hissed
I chose to rather stay with those dirty needles, which punctured my wrist
When actually my family and friends kept waiting at home, to be kissed
Once I was told that, Jesus died to pay for my sins
Was it- so I could get stoned, with those Injection and pins?
For me, HE also accepted to be crucified
Praise me, cos I paid him back, by stealing money from others, to maintain my addiction – now that’s called being dignified
When sun goes down, the blue becomes black
My life as I see now, has taken up a tragic wrong track
The track, which has taken me to barren grounds
Deprived me of my self respect, given me cunning body pains and now these hallucinating sounds
I’m sure I must have burned my loved one’s million hopes
In those smoking pots, cocaine sessions and rounds of heroin dopes
Self-destruction was a romance
Who was I foolishly convincing, that it’s even beautiful to see a frog dance?
My needle mates (Junkie friends) always use to say this
‘Addition is such a beautiful bliss’
‘It’s like an addictive and lusty French kiss’
‘Have one more, just one more doze- don’t miss, don’t miss’
‘Heaven will soon start, when you reach your orgasm’
Why did I not realize then, that addiction is life’s way of playing a joke with a hateful sarcasm?
But,
Why are you even talking to me, you ‘crack head’
I know you’re my inner soul, which I thought was long dead
I remember talking to you regularly when I was a child
Can you take me back to those days, when I smiled?
I recall you telling me during my first time, ‘Do Not Try’
I ignored you and shut you up, by saying ‘Good Bye’
Why are you still telling me, I have to leave this all and start an inner conflict?
Do you not know, it’s not a choice for me cos now I’m an addict
I once read, that journey of every river ends in a sea
So are you telling me, I won’t end up with this hollowness and can actually be free?
Do you still believe in me, that I can do this on my own?
So you’re telling me, that I have an inner strength, which to me is unknown?
Do you know the harder I’ll try to leave this, the more it will pain
No blood flows in my body now, but this white cocaine
I hate to admit though; but- what you’re saying is right, when you explain
Even the dirtiest mud smells it’s best, when it rain
Will you stay with me now, because I need someone to talk with and be heard?
I promise you and give you my word
I agree and you’re right, I have been weak for far too long
I can’t let this addiction rule me and now I have to be strong
Hay listen,
You cocaine and crack
Leave me alone, f*ck off- cos I want my life back
I promise now I’ll take back every single thing what you stole.
My life, my love, my world and my dear Inner soul
I refuse to die being a junkie
Like a diseased rotten monkey
I take control of my life from today and will re-model
I want to be remembered not as crack head, but a role model
P.s: Life’s good, you hold the key to recovery- open the door and see a brighter side. Drug addiction won’t make you a role model, fighting it -will.
Created & Authored by: Anup D.
Amature me -Anup D. 