I once was acquainted with this boy
more than acquainted, we were fairly close
had similar experiences with our minds
and conversing with him about these emotions
it gave me a fair amount of joy
and joy was something I thought I had lost
the inability to be given a long time before


This boy was rather handsome, that I cannot deny
but his heart was with another, and of course I understood why
she was rather beautiful, and I did not even think of him like that
but as time went on and he spoke to me about his many encounters
with flawless females, I have to admit my heart started to crack a little
to be wanted like that, seemed so magnificent to me

The thing about this boy though, he was easily lead astray
intoxication's, ****** interaction, anything to take him away
from the oh so draining life he was forced to lead
and when this boy moved else where
to a town known for its troublesome youth
things only got worse for this lost soul

So he was vulnerable, so innocent and fragile
despite his efforts, the fact shone as bright as the sunshine
that had seemed to be removed more and more
from his life as his adolescent years went on
and when this boy moved away
he found what he'd been looking for all along

He'd been looking for a sense of belonging
a limitless amount of confidence and contentedness
in which he'd never been exposed to before
and the recourse of this achievement
had been made illegal for a reason

Joints and pills
Molly and coke
acid and speed
all mixed together to create
one big recipe for disaster
and that disaster
is the life of this boy now