I Lay

here i lay 
just a dead away
life was good 
but i did not 
understand 
the junk that
i put in my body
now it is the 
madness in me 
too much 
not enough
her life no 
respect
it is about my 
feelings down the 
drain , to feel the 
pain again
tattooed 
once an addict 
always an 
addict
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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