Walk Away

me myself and I.

It's so hard to resist temptation,

when you feel that good sensation,

respect is something lost in me,

it's not something I can see,

 

It's so hard to walk away,

from people who have much to say,

who tell you yes,no, I'm not sure,

I wish I knew the best damn cure,

 

some people say that Speed's the best,

and take up, drink up, shoot the rest,

and chew down weed like it's your thing,

it's tighter than your wedding ring,

 

and booze is pumping that's for sure,

Coor's Light will tempt than cheetah fur,

they say your good time's running high,

they make you think you'll touch the sky,

 

they say you'll feel good, just you wait,

they'll pick you up like fishers' bait,

they'll line you up and rape your soul,

that's the way you'll live your role,

 

but when you live without the high,

and find out yeah it's true, you'll die,

yes people it's not cool to smoke,

or live your life in coughing choke,

 

the high will last for day to day,

and when you're hooked, you have no say,

in what you do and where you go,

you're treated like a drugger hoe,

 

they say it's great but that's a lie,

and when you lose it, yes you'll cry,

be tempted to break into store,

and lose yourself to your lost core,

 

your hair is falling; face has spots,

and when it causes heart-blood clots,

you'll look back to your wild days,

and see that it's a stupid faze,

 

and you'll know for sure it's always there,

when on those days you feel your rare,

to pull you back where you left off,

and leave you dead to cry and cough. 

Author's Note

this is for those druggies who have everything to lose.

Reviews

[heyjude]

Your writing just amazes me. I love it.