Just another day

He has a deep, basso profundo voice. He plays the guitar.
He looks at me in surprise, 'you never heard of me'?
He has a show tomorrow night.

He's a rock star.

He has long nails with chipped black polish. He has black and silver beads.
He has tattoos all over and scars on his chest.
He has a dyed black mohawk.

He's a punk.

He likes heroin, but his drug of choice is cocaine. He's been using since he was fourteen.
He's homeless and has an arrest warrant out.
He's drunk as a skunk.

He's a junkie.

[written with permission, identifying details changed.]

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About purplesque

Psychiatrist, cook, bookworm, photographer. Not necessarily in that order.
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5 Responses to Just another day

  1. Nyght says:

    So sad. So much wasted potential.
    I have such a hard time identifying with drug addicts – the strongest drug I ever tried was Vicodin (sp?) that someone once gave me for a migraine (it caused me to promptly throw up all over Amy's lawn). I guess I don't understand the desperate need for a high – it must be so amazing, though, that addicts would give up everyone and everything just to get there.

  2. Purplesque says:

    Yes, its sad.I've been told that its about a high only initially, later, it becomes a way to feel better, to feel normal. And that never lasts. A true vicious cycle.

  3. Aubrey says:

    "He likes heroin, but his drug of choice is cocaine"
    As if he was a connoisseur of fine wine.
    A nice description of the disintegration of promise.

  4. Purplesque says:

    The disintegration of promise..thank you for putting that into words. Thats what makes it sad.

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