working on some writing

so i found this redoubled sonnet i had for my poetry class at OCHSA that i never edited and stuff and i was working on it the other day. don't ask what a redoubled sonnet is it would take an hour to explain but i was writing about this guy and addiction and it was basically the story of his addiction and stuff but i figured i'd give you guys the first sonnet in the set of 15. no i am not a drug addict. no i am not emo. no i do not cut myself. no this is not about me. it is just a sonnet. hahaha :)the set is called disappointment. maybe when i'm through with the whole thing i'll post it.

Sonnet #1

cigarette smoke floating in the cool night air,

i'm consumed by this addiction that haunts me.

all senses are dulled, foresight is impaired

people don't see everything i could be.

i've got no where to go, nothing to live for.

i'm lost in this wasteland, trapped behind fences,

like being in a room that has no door,

the whispers continue, my body tenses.

my head keeps on aching, two worlds collide.

voices in my head turn back the pages.

i've got no where to go, nowhere to hide,

i just keep living my life in stages. 

but i don't want to see the scars on my wrists,

i go on pretending they don't exist.