Sweet Codeine II

Out of the rehab,
Laughing at you,
I snigger at how lost you look,
Without drugs on your lips;

I leer at your need,
For more than two teaspoons,
When a cough cannot be cured,
In a blink of an eye;

How stupid you look,
When you’re overdosed,
You see an illusion of bliss,
Heaven is yours.

And when the pills are shared,
Your heaven rumbles,
I watch your tantrum,
And hold you tight;

Feeding on painkillers,
Side-effects chewing inside,
Fearing the silence to part,
Yet so many treatments you ignore;

Depending on one ecstasy,
Therapy all forgotten,
May it be sweet on your tongue,
But shall it rot your heart;

This is a note from a retired addict:
God is your only saviour,
Else I walk out of the rehab,
Still laughing at you.