It

by nat213

morphine self protrait
It came for my money
And I gave all I had,

It came for my jewellery
And I pawned it for cash,

It came for my clothes
And I sold all that stuff,

It came for my friends
And I gave them all up,

It came for my job
And I let that go too,

It came for my love
I said, “take her, I want you”,

It came for my family
And they hung by a thread,

And then it was enough;
I tried living instead.

 

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