Still On Drugs

After months....

After years of listening to what the ignorant had to say.

After following what they said was the only thing I was good at messing my life up with drugs I decided to use more of my brain...

I decided to open my heart and mouth; at the same time shut my ears on this day.

You know that I am still doing crystal ice..

Some call it meth...

I decided to see how much I can take in and distribute out before I go to jail, or before I face my death.

The only thing I regret was not giving out more, yet....

This meth that I do to be honest with you is just that meth....

A method to show the way that ones life can go...

If they strive to be the best... There is nothing that they can't do.. No action that is positive they can't show.

Its crystal clear what I speak cold as ice....

To make the dream where the mean and bad or punish... There is only room for the nice.

Did I tell you the other day my therapist said I need to stop drinking..

That I need to do something better with my life cause at the moment I am clearly sinking.

I come home late after long hours of the night.

I go to the mirror and laugh at what I see inside of it as I lift up another beer and pass out and lose sight.

Then I wake up with a huge set of bags under my eyes as I say that my doctor is wrong.

That he needs to leave me alone.

That I can be strong on my own, but I poor another round as I feel stoned.

I sit down and drink the crown then hop off the ground and ride through the town helping those that need it.

As I indeed realize that I do quote on quote do crown.

That I am taking all my actions and for them I am accounting and helping those who drowning as I am making every achievement that I do one that is crowning.

Then my girlfriend said that she hates when I smoking and I did manage to quit.

I gave up cigarets and then I started more s**t, but she said that the weed I did made her choke.

I was being a pain at times, but I gave in taking in narcotics in my system and blowing out smoke.

She told me that I will not be satisfied till a tree grows out of my throat.

Though after I realize and told her what was really going on she was surprise.

I told her to open her eyes and discover that I was not telling lies.

I was weeding in the ground my words to one day hope they reach out to someone who needs help.

For when they are happy...

When they smile...

When they scream....

When they cry....

At the end of the day I did not listen to any of them honestly all they do to me is bug I am happy to be alive I don't want to die.

I take a drink and take a puff of my life that I love, and say that man it is still good to be on drugs.     

Reviews

[Callista-Jade]

Wow, very descriptive. Great use of rhyme.

[Aristede Craig Jr]

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