Poetry / Tweaker Madness

Tweaker Madness

Why is it so hard to break
This life where we hardly wake
Living our lives in the fast lane
Convincing ourselves that we don’t feel the pain
All it ever does is make us numb
We sit around like loathing bums
Daily all we do is tweak
Paranoia starts….”who’s the leak!!:”
Tho it began all in good fun
We all eventually forgot the sun
Friendships start, and friendships end
You know it will happen again and again
But set in our ways
I guess we shall stay
Because we live our lives day by day
Are we merely existing?
Can we be happy in this tweaker ring?
Why can’t it just break?
Nothings real, everything around you is fake.
Why don’t we all just take a break?
Could these new beginnings truly take?
All of your friends are out on bond.
Funny your true Friends bare just some cons.
Seems like every other day we’re calling up vine.
Yet another friend is facing some time.
Will this life ever end?
There is only so much we can patch and mend.