Anxiety~pit of stomach
A tear~slipping silently down one eye
Seconds, Minutes, Hours, a Shift~monotony
Deadly Alive~one foot
Starting~over and over again
Running~into the arms of the devil
Mistakes~too many to count
my brain through her well lined eyes~rare
the day she was born~uneventful
Today is tomorrow and the next also.
Simple word associations to describe one day in the life of a meth addict as she tries to untangle herself from it’s grasp (through my eyes).