I swear to God I'm tired of this s**t
I wish I was on the outs so I could just take a hit
Off that glass d**k
I would buy a bag of dope so thick
Smoke it all at one time
Then go out and commit another crime
Come home and wonder what this life is for
Cause without dope my life's a bore
There's nothing to do
Except hang out with people that aren't true
And just try to get high
Doing what I gotta do just to get by
Tripping on the little stuff
Man i don't know if one hits gonna be enough
I feel like hanging myself with a rope
Everyday it gets harder to cope
With all the bullshit drama
Damn I miss my mama
I'm getting crazier with every minute
[/******** I just want a pipe and hit it
So I buy more and more everyday
Hoping that it'll make the pain go away
Then I wake up and I realize where I'm at
Laying here on this ******** up mat
Inside this hell
Just staring at the four walls of my prison cell.
P.S. This poem I wrote back during my drug abusing days.
I just wanted to share it with....... dramallama
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