Fentanyl Confessional

Poetry coming from my heart during drug addiction

Mo' money I get

The more pills get hit.

Tilt the foil, light it up,
Hold it in, that's what's up!

Is this Nirvana?
No, shut up.
You're dying inside.
Fentanyl demands prenup.

Taking your joy, your wits,
Hurry, take more hits!
Don't think about the doom imminent.


I have so much potential
It's not even intentional

Why me, God, put me in the confessional.
I stole from mom it's beyond unacceptable.
I broke hearts, Sucked souls It's all irreversible.

Why me, God, put me in the confessional.
My endless sins, I can't name them all.
I wonder what hope feels like,
like I've never stood tall.
Just letting myself fall

Through endless oblivion.

Why me, God? Please take me home again!