Users and abusers
Are not just lonely losers
They are confronting excusers
Who implement drugs and boozers
To lifelong choosers;
Rather than rid themselves of guilt
And otherwise stilt
Themselves of all that they chained,
They are no longer disdained;
They simply become drained.
And then their lords
Whomever their heart hoards
Become as thick as boards
And they wait
For their solemn gate
To escape
But are denied
And nevermore tried
For the guilt and pain and shame
That they blame
Themselves to gain
A release from their strain.
They are a complicated rhyme
All against their own Time!