Thrills For Pills
i don't know when i made a turn
for this fork in the road
this burden this load
i guess started around the age of thirteen
years old or so i'm told
there were these feelings
in which i had no control
but with the pills, or booze
on anything i could be full
i could take back what i felt
life had stole
and all of these me's and i's
took over my mind
made me think for only my
self and the blame i wanted to find
long story short
i ran out of money or luck
one of the two
and a guy made an offer i could not refuse
he said honey it is your lucky day
these pills are cheaper
than the normal price you pay
all i want is your body to use
for this bag of pills
you make the call
you make the thrills
so i did it
i complied
and for days
i wanted to but could not cry
red panties on the floor more times and more
it was to easy for me to gain access to this
as long as i got my fix
i could dismiss
so i say thanks to me
thanks for the poke
thanks for the coke
thanks for the
turning me
into the butt of yet another joke
do i drive on
to tell this tale
does it get worse from here
does it prevail
Copyright © Jennifer Hanebuth | Year Posted 2006
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