Public Sleeping Ban
Updated: Dec 21, 2019
When I was under the influence, I was constantly on a sleeping ban. Up for days at a time. To the point of hallucination. By day one way by night another. I’m never off always on the break of dawn. I was always out prowling the street at night. Like I was in a different time zone. But I had no home. My addiction dismembered me from my family. I had no one else to turn to, but the comfort of meth. We became best friends and lovers. Can’t seem to draw the line unless it is a flatline. My family just don’t give a damn that’s why I loved it. It’s not fair how I would melt every time my family would give me the boot. Quite frequently, their boots were made to walk all over me. It was like it was like the magnetized trouble to me. Off to walk the lonely green mile.
An addict went to sea to see what she could see. But all that she could see was rock bottom of her life. An addict went to need to see what she could need. But all that she could need was the bottom of her life back.