Cry

About a drug-induced mishap

I tie the belt around my arm

It never does me any harm

I pull it tight, never loose

It may as well be my noose

Deciding whether I live or die

Deciding that my life is a lie

I take my needle, my poison of choice

My shoulder's angel has no voice

My swelling need has silenced him

The look in his eyes is very grim

He cries as the needle pierces my skin

And fears for my next of kin

I feel my oncoming high

When then I hear a piercing cry

The cry of my pride and joy

The cry of my perfect baby boy

In my darkest heart of hearts

I hope that the infant departs

So that me and my needle can be in peace

And all the worries in my life will cease

I stumble my way to the child

The angel on my shoulder going wild

He senses there will be something bad

An incorrect thought he has never had

I run to his nursery and search with zeal

A sinking in my heart I feel

I run around and look some more

I think to myself "What a chore"

I trip and something breaks my fall

Someone that will never again crawl

Potential that will never be

A grown up son I'll never see

I look at him and start to weep

I know that I will never again sleep

Not without seeing his blank face

And knowing that I put him in this place

My sorrow will forever be veiled

About the son that I failed

Reviews

[Allison]

This is super sad. I love your rhythm, and your words. veryyyyyy good job

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

Very sad...my eyes are going to start tearing....I find this very moving and intense. Every said....excellent word choie.............Thanks for sharing. :(

[Griffin Hill]

Very moving, nice rhythm and very intense. Excellent word choice. One of the best I’ve seen on WC.

[kayla garcia]

awwwwwwwwwwwww that made me cry

[E. A. Fielder]

his was so so sad. So beautifully done. It's horrible when a parent loses a child especially when one doesn't want to say its the parents fault when it is.

[Broken Rose]

hey Rice i like this poem it has alot of character and gives me a feel of intense reality.

[Gheeneil]

The mood of this piece is kinda sad, yet there's recognition between rignt and wrong as each line goes on. The title, I'd say, could be a wake up call.

[Jade (insanity)]

Drugs is what I thought of while reading this. A sad piece, it was. Though, one could relate. Drugs are harmful and may make one do things that one will never forget and change their life forever. A sad poem, filled with much emotion.
Great job,
Jade :]

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Heroin junkies, crackheads and meth users are all alike, they only care for the next high so you hit that right on the money here. The meter of the rhyme could use some fine tuning but the content is great. 100% from me.

[Dutch Jr.]

Great poem. Not the usual subject matter, and the originality made this a really good read.