alcohol and adderall
smoking up like biggy smalls
toxic habits haunt us all
we crave the things that make us fall
lines of coke fueling pychotic breaks
giving less than I fight to take
forgetting how much I have at stake
living in sin is make or break
sex with meth and sex on speed
finding pleasure too intense to believe
portals opening to new ways of being
conquering my demons: relearning how to breathe
my bloodstream is soaked in chemicals:
psychiatricaly prescribed and otherwise
I overcame the urge to smoke my lungs to death
psychic synapses learning how to open fire
the allure of self-medication is potent and profound
its so hard to keep our feet on solid ground
the roots of addiction lie deep underground
branded genetically and in the toxic systems that surround
we must remove the curse of criminalization from the rites of psychopharmacology
we must liberate our minds from the boundless enigma of encroaching soulless toxicity
an addiction once conquered can fly back into play with ferocity
we must surround ourselves with love and support to resist an early date with destiny
an enigmatic foe can be conquered when exposed for eyes to see
once examined the addictive urge loses much of its potency
the chains of addiction will no longer encroach upon me
i dream bold dreams of collectively changing the course of history
the earth is alive and vibrant: full of chemical combinations to explore
in a liberated future we will maintain balance while indulging in substances we adore
my own toxic bloodstream has lost its allure and run its course
i commit myself to sanity, to love, and mutual support
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2019
