Badly Damaged: (London 1994) Poem by DM W
Badly Damaged: (London 1994)
You wander the streets at night,
Looking for a fix or hit.
Tonight is no different.
Now you're feeling nauseous,
Because you're such a speed freak.
You're looking emaciated.
Your face is ghostly white and
Your blood shot eyes scream out for sleep.
Sunday, August 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: drugs,illness
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8/24/2025 11:55:57 AM # 1.0.0
Some people just waste their life for nothing. An eyesore and a burden to society. An incisive write and a vivid depiction of addiction. Well crafted and executed write.