Never ending abuse

Poem eight: My escape

I take my second big hit

The dark room becomes lit

It's starting to make me feel good

Just like it should

I'm confused and I don't care to worry

My memories are becoming blurry

By the time the joint comes back around

I can't get off the ground

Starting to loosen up, I'm starting to forget

My heart is beating so fast, I'm starting to sweat

Can't remember what pill I took

Didn't bother to look

As long as it takes everything away

And eases the pain for today

It's my turn again, I cough and choke

But I still take another toke

I'm so happy it's unreal

I can't explain how great I feel

So many ridiculous words are spoken

My heart no longer feels broken

Laughing so hard I begin to cry

I can hardly hold my head up high

He is no longer swaying from a tree

Now nothing can bother me

My pulse is really starting to race

But at least I can't see his face

I can try to quit

Or cut down a little bit

But this is all I can do to make him go away

Because he haunts my mind every second of the day.