Writing Prompt

At first, it seemed a game

The drug would let me see things!

Now, I’m arguing (and losing) with a bench...

First I wake up, feeling my body pressed hard against what feels like a bathroom floor, and try to comprehend where it is I am. I can taste the leftover aroma of vomit still in my mouth but my memory is failing me as to explain what has happened the night before. I force myself to find the strength to get up and go out to what feels familiar enough to be my bedroom. I crash down on my bed and clos...

First of all, I know,

I am all but diminished,

Drained of ambition,

People just use me,

I am nothing but a drug,

Withering away,

Wishing for the end,

I’m coming down from my high,

Alone on a bench....

“Well first of all, your honor, I just want to put it on record that this is all a HUGE misunderstanding.”

Judge Horace P. Doowit just stared at me over his reading glasses for a moment and then picked up the papers in front of him. “Says here you were picked up at the train depot and near as Deputy Lawrence could tell, you were higher than a kite and practically naked. True or not true?”

“Wel...

First thyith always cryith

First thyith tries to stay

Why does everyone go

Why does every bestow

How life crumbles within our hands

How life breaks with one stance

How life can crumble within our hands

The drugs of life seem to high

The drugs of life seem to try

How our life somehow dies

How our life always ask why

What do you think hurts us bad

What do you think that makes us mad

Life is ruined ...