Alcohol Weed Cigarettes
I'm leading a way to
destructive life. Alcohol, weed,
and cigarettes have overcame
my desires. The alcohol was a
good friend of mine at one point
in time but she turned on me
just like every other woman
I've known, leaving me forever
depressed until that sinful liquid
touches my dry lips. The weed
has always been here for me.
It's healed many of my
sicknesses both mental and
physical. It's never done me
dirty. The cigarettes are slowly
killing me and leaving my
pockets empty. Ten years is a
hard thing to give up, Oh well
just spark up another one up.
Breath out the thoughts and
phrases your pen brings to life.
In reality I'm just your
everyday addict at least I
except who I am
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