Drug Abuser

(written May 31, 2008)

Another sleepless night
Free of things that go bump
In the night

I want drugs
So bad I can remember the
Sensory perception of being on them

I want to be knocked out
But I don't want to have
Vague memories of trying to
Pull an IV out of my arm
While family and doctors
Keep an eye on the
Drug abuser

I just want to sleep
To not think
To not dream
To just float away

I want, I want, I want

Closed eyes put pain to it
As though mocking the idea of sleep
So I lay awake staring
At the ceiling, at nothing
For yet another hour