Lost
It’s 4 o’clock in the morning and I cannot sleep,
He is lying next to me not making a peep.
I think I am sober but I am not really sure,
I snorted a lot of cocaine tonight and it was really pure.
My thoughts are dazed and my emotions confused,
Torn between what I should and should not do.
I am completely broke and I have no job,
But I have managed to hide my feelings and silence my sobs.
I am not much of a crier until I hit my lowest of low,
And I either break down or cry or I’ll just go and buy some more blow.
I don’t really like being wired out of my mind,
But I can’t refuse when cocaine is the drug we find.
I want so much to escape this clouded place,
To try and live a life where I can stand to look at my own face.
I feel so alone and lost most of the time,
I want my life back, something I can happily call mine.
by: Jacqueline Carden (96')
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