Wasted Life
Once again the drugs lay claim,
Still these habits win over my will;
Once again I take the drugs,
To make the world stand still.
I know this shit's bad,
And that it ruins my life;
Yet I just sit back,
And take it all in stride.
Eyes wide open,
Without a wink of sleep;
I can only sit and think,
Of what these drugs do to me.
I kick my own ass,
For doing this again;
Now it's just a habit now,
No longer a binge.
Snorting all these pills,
And doin' all this blow;
My body's now a time-bomb,
That is soon sure to go.
Countless poems wrote,
About this user's life;
But you can't blame me,
I've nothing else to write.
Now this poem's over,
Pay attention if you will;
Don't waste your life,
On cocaine and pills.
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Subject: A Wasted Life |Poem| 
Wed Dec 31, 2008 2:57 pm
