Simon Nixon Poet I do not know?

My Friend/My Foe

you run through my blood like a child through a field
and in your steed my life you do wield
laughing at me when i fall to the ground 
but when i have no one your always around 
you make me feel high over towns i can soar
just  a smigging of you and i always want more 
i know its a problem dont tell me i know 
the path towards death is the path that i sow 
 but i can not help it i am a slave 
i wont give you up so ill start digging my grave 
i regret the day after but sorry i am not 
your gone again and im left to rot 
sometimes i am happy sometimes i am mean 
sometimes i am visable sometimes i am unseen
alone in my room i turn to you once again 
your voice is the devils but am i insain 
i cant help these feelings i know i am sick 
i feel like im falling but it could be a mind trick 
i know its a killer and the path i have sow
goodbye drugs my old friend goodbye drugs  my old foe

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