Doped Up Poem by Patricia Panos

Doped Up



I’m flying high
I’m feeling free
But nothing much that I can see
I feel cold
I feel wet
But dry as sand I can bet
There’s nothing much for me to do
Except stand here and be true
My life is close to the dose and
Here I lie before us both
It’s quiet, I’m all alone
What can I do without a home
Nothing much for me to see
Only sit and feel completely free

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