The Addiction
A kiss, A Whip They spit, I hit this is the life that I do not wish
a scar on my face disgrace can someone bring me a can of mace
A large tattoo on my back I hide behind bars pleading my case about my race
It's like I took the abuse for years in fear of the future on no not wanting to be alone
Addiction
My fear ,my tears, I'm writing this letter oh dear
Can someone help take me away from this unknown desire
Wanting to reach higher and higher my soul is hanging a wire
an addiction
to this demon inside in which I hide
asking me to abide by the rules a fool this not so cool
I shall die a illusionists full of lust getting ready to bust
tasting like an old piece of pie crust made by a Illusionists a bliss
I am at the point where I can't handle
this
an addiction
so today I pray. my god save my soul today
hooray so I don't dig my self in a deeper grave unto the darkness unknown
calling Tyrone please call home
I moan and groan I am out of my zone
can you reason can you here my tone with my tone
I want you to remember this stop think and quit this MESS
God will take care of the rest
stop
the addiction
Copyright © Poet Dody Williams | Year Posted 2014
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