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About This Poem
Battling Addiction
That way will kill you, faster than you admit.
Just one more, then I will quit.
Lay it down, give up that shit.
If it's not natural, keep it unlit.
How many days do you figure, for more to come.
How many more ways to die, will be given to some.
How many times will it keep, the lie to die from.
Crawling on the floor, searching for the fallen crumb.
Hide me down, that pit I dug deep.
Safer here, no truths shall I keep.
Lay me down, keep me in sleep.
Climbing out, this hole is too deep.
Just one more, I swear to my grave.
Just one more, my soul now a slave.
Just one more, giving all that I gave.
Just one more, then I'll start to behave.
Why does this lie, want to see me to die.
The harder I fight, the more does it try.
Comfort now, as I stare to the sky.
Comfort now, to my world, say good bye.
Good ones die,
so don't even try,
to pretend to know why,
I once lived in the lie.
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