Your eyes are blank
Your voice screams desperation even though you think
You're acting calm
Your whole life is falling apart
You have no home
No money
All that is left is your own ****** up brain
Your friends that are just as lost as you
If you don't run now it will be too late
As I try to look into your brown eyes
Filled with pain
You do everything to not look at me
I want to help you
You are a good guy and you deserve so much more than this
Please promise me that you will try
Make your eyes look full of hope
Your voice sweet with love
Make your heart calm
Don't waste your life
It is too precious
This is about a man that two of my friends and I met. He was an addict and he sat down with us and we talked to him. He was a very nice guy and if the drugs would't have made him so... Slow and unhappy he would have been a real sweetheart.
I felt so sorry for him and I tried t make him understand that he needs to change. But to be able to change yo have to want it yorself, and I guess he didn't really want to.
But he mad a big inpact so... here's a ''poem'' about him.