My Drug Poem
By isa
I told my self I wouldn't But I did I took the pills And they went to my head Onto the floor, my alchohol spills I have become what I despise I have become one big lie I have become to incomplete I am a corse for the devil to eat I can picture myself now On the way to hell All these drugs I'll pay Cuz from drugs I fell I can't see tomarrow Nor can I see this morning Their effect on my brain Leaves me in this mourning Mourning Mourning for myself Pain from these drugs The alcohol spills over I fucked up once again I know my life should be over Cuz I'll fuck up once again No one knows of my sorrow At least I don't think that they do How can I go on to tomarrow God, please give me a clue Written February 19th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 04:18 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I told my self I wouldn't..."