There's a hole in my life where all the happiness leaks out
Doctors tried to fix it with medication
Which produced poor results
So I made a hole in my arm to replace what I had lost
Used all of everything I found Nothing could fill the void.
Next ambition, compassion gratitude and pride
also spilled out and exited my life.
A toxic depression filled the emptiness inside
What remains is a hole I made in my arm
And an addiction I struggle to satisfy
created from a madness
that I prescribed
Judge Santiago Burdon
©2018
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