Through my poems
I wanna leave a legacy ,
Pleasure from
Future i have to borrow
Yes i escape the sorrow
Through drugs ,
But when i get Back to reality
The sorrow appears even bigger
Will I Give up and Pull the Trigger or Will i keep indulging and one day pass away from overdose , The demons of my mind is taming me why do I feel like my end is so close , Will it be my funereal when i receive my first rose?
©rishabh779
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