Whisky and Drugs

Heroin, washed down with whiskey

drowning all my troubles away

as I sink deeper into oblivion ! 

routed to the spot, I can`t walk away.

dirty used needles discarded on the side

amongst the scrunched up wrappings  

empty bottles heard clinking under foot

living like lords with all the trappings !

floating on air as my troubles disappear

while the room swims round and round

euphoria takes control and all is good

until the moment my face hits the ground !

comatose, as the drug takes effect

mixed with alcohol and self pity

trying to run away from life`s horrors

while everyone lives happily in the city !

I`m trapped in a hole and can`t climb out

darkness suffocating me here under ground

nowhere to turn, just loneliness for company

only death at journey`s end, no more sound!!

(c) Lissie Bull 2018